Just another number in the jobless queue

Being a member of the social welfare class has few advantages. I know because I’m one of the many who depend on a €188 weekly stipend. Almost five months after redundancy and the experience is no more cheerful now than the first time I signed on in January, although I’ve lost that initial embarrassment. Back in the day you used to go to the Labour … Continue reading Just another number in the jobless queue

Easter came too early for me

I know, I know. I shouldn’t overindulge, but I love chocolate. Just thinking about a bar makes me break out in a cold sweat. I was blessed in having my grandmother, Sarah, live with us. A highlight was pension day when she’d arrive home with cakes and chocolate. As I grew older my addiction grew. At one point I was recovering from an operation and … Continue reading Easter came too early for me