Ahh, Spring. The season when the sun rears it’s head for five minutes and we panic buy eighteen pairs of sandals, only to realise that our good weather allowance has been used up and we’re plunged back into the cold and rain for another two months. While I have to… View Post

Holidays are funny things. Up until the last few moments before we set off to the airport, it’s all lettuce leaves, fifteen mile runs and  seven gallons of water an hour. Yet as soon as we’ve gone through customs, we all seem to go hell for leather on the beer and burgers,… View Post

My sister has wanted to visit Rome for about three years now, but every time she plans it, it somehow ends up going tits up and she doesn’t get to go. However, this year, our wonderful mammy decided to include it as part of our summer holiday: we lazed about for a… View Post