All posts tagged: memories

Good Morning From Crabtree Cottage

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It’s a quiet morning here at Crabtree Cottage. I thought I’d make some soda bread before  the  weekend madness begins. Had everything ready for off when I realised I couldn’t find the measuring cup. As the kitchen is extremely tidy and clutter free since the  big clear out last week I can only assume that my little measuring cup has been placed with the to go pile and is no longer with us. It had […]

#100happydayschallenge #day5

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What’s seldom is wonderful. This evening myself and my lovely husband are heading out for a few hours without the company of our dear children. I have looked forward to this evening all week long.As the day progressed  could feel the hours skipping by and eventually it was time to get ready to head out! It’s absolutely lovely after all these years to still feel excited about heading out with Darren. As I was getting […]

Never Assume!

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Diva / Family / Friendship / humorous / Job Hunting / Kindness

Part of the reason for my long absence from the blogosphere is that I was fortunate enough to get a teaching position that kept me out of the house from early morning until almost six each evening. I will admit that it was a bit of a culture shock after all, I usually work a three hour day twice a week! However, it was a culture shock that I enjoyed immensely. My new job began […]

#100happydays Day 67

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#100happydays / Life, Love, Family / memories

Day 67 April 25th There is a crab apple tree outside our kitchen window and at this time of year pretty pink blossoms bloom on it. I love the sense of growth that abounds at this time of year. We first viewed this house in May of 1997. It was a pretty white cottage at the time, referred to locally  as the white house. The crab apple was in bloom and near by stood a […]

#100happydays Day 59

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April 16th It’s almost Easter…Seeing the eggs about the place always reminds me of my Auntie Carmels house. She always took responsibility for the storing of the Easter eggs and we always carefully took the sweets out of the eggs and rewrapped them!! Happy days! My little display of eggs has reminded me of those holidays spent in my Aunts house….unfortunately for my own kids there are no sweets in these little eggs!   Memory… […]

#100happydays Day 56

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Day 56 April 13th This picture makes me smile, a genuine heartfelt smile that reaches my eyes, each time I catch a glimpse of it as I potter about my kitchen. There’s a picture of a young man enjoying his youth and travelling the world and a picture of that same man some years later celebrating a birthday with one of his daughters. Today is my Dad’s anniversary and I’m remembering a man who enjoyed […]

Daily Prompt: Something so Strong – Friendship

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Wednesday morning began like every other morning. My alarm went off at twenty to seven and I dragged myself out of bed to walk the dog. I was met at the back door by my lovely ten year old and off we set. Since the beginning of the new school year this has become our morning ritual and I have to admit I’m really enjoying these morning walks. It’s a chance for us to talk […]

#100happydays Day 16

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Lots of reasons for happiness today, it’s my mums birthday. I love birthdays! It’s Pancake Tuesday, I have fantastic childhood memories of our kitchen on Pancake Tuesday and I got to visit my mum and sister and my niece was home! The happiness was infectious! Today’s photo is pancakes of course and beneath it is a blog I posted last year about memories associated with Pancake Tuesday. Now I’m off to wash the dishes….:)   Home […]

Ramblings

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I have been overwhelmed by the amount of views and the number of shares that my last blog received. Over the years while chatting with friends the conversation often turned to childhood and we’d swop stories about growing up in Ireland in the 80s and 90s. My stories, just like everyone else’s, would get a laugh or two. Mammy Byrne would receive lots of sympathy for having to put up with me, and now and […]