There’s a saying in Ireland: Ní saoirse gan saoirse na mban. It means ‘there is no freedom without the freedom of women’. Unless you live under a rock, or you’ve been on your holliers in outer Mongolia (do they have good broadband? I’ve no idea), you’ll likely have been aware of the abortion referendum in Ireland. I myself wrote a brief piece about it recently.
So, as may be clear from my last few posts, I’ve been having a bit of a rough go of things. But if you know me at all, you’ll know I’m not one to wallow. And that I’m a sucker for a good cause. Continue reading “Strictly For Jack – Self Care in Disco Time!”
About three years ago, I bought a bike through the bike-to-work scheme at my job. I went all out, getting all the gear (including some very attractive padded shorts!) and everything a budding cyclist could possibly need. Continue reading “Well, hello there!”