Browsing Archive: June, 2011
Posted by Lisa McInerney on Wednesday, June 8, 2011,
In :
Ireland
Council house bred and buttered, me. I was raised in a Council terrace, and was awarded tenancy of my own local authority home when I was old enough. ‘Course, when I was old enough to know better, I handed it back again, and moved to the big city to chase employment, which no doubt I will be vilified for. You’re not supposed to hand back the keys to a Council house. It smacks of throwaway gratefulness – “Thanks, but no thanks” – the very kind of wavering poverty pontificated on by... Continue reading ...
Posted by Lisa McInerney on Thursday, June 2, 2011,
In :
Personal
We’ve been promised a heatwave. Oh yes. Ireland deserves sun and all that, long-overdue solar recompense for being such sodden sports for so long. Everyone has congealed in Penney’s, white Capri pants and gaudy bikinis and cheap hats rolled up in their trembling fists. We’re like a nation of novelty cellophane fish, curling up at the corners at the thought of sticky heat, our hope as fragile and yet irrepressible as those little plastic fins. Will we see blue sky? Will we get tans and e... Continue reading ...
Divil a bit: Irish slang, a jovial answer to a what-are-y'up-ta, meaning "nothing at all".
Scribble a bit: Irish blog, by Irish writer, containing nothing at ... Oh.
