Search
Enter Title
Hover here, then click toolbar to edit content
Diary of a drama queen
04 March 2010
by Mairead Wilmot
EVER since my dear Mama told me I sport half an eyebrow, I’ve been quite conscious of it. Her announcing “your sister has it, too” was small consolation.
18 February 2010
THINKING about my impending step into competitive sporting action has reached its peak.
11 February 2010
HELLO, comrades, this week I will mostly be talking about myself … again.
04 February 2010
“ARE you in training?” she says to me.
28 January 2010
IT hasn’t happened in a while. The rage. Not for a long while. It did, however, strike last week.
21 January 2010
By Mairead Wilmot
I WENT swimming. It was a small victory. Well, honestly, it was traumatic, and not just for me; equally so for those who witnessed my dash, slap, splash into the pool.
14 January 2010
By Mairead Wilmot
BAD NEWS. Very bad news. Someone else has my name. Yes, I know – it’s a disaster.
07 January 2010
HELLO, hello. So anyway, I nearly died over the festive season. Like, a proper near-death incident – not one of my usual fake near-death dalliances. No, this was a proper near-death experience.
31 December 2009
NEW YEAR, eh? It’s a new year. Well, well, well … where did the old one go, I ask you? Where did it go?
24 December 2009
CHRISTMAS is all but here. We have been warned that, in homage to the recession, the Wilmot clan will not be celebrating it this year.







Find me a

 





Find me a