Sweary

Sweary   We was tough as teenagers, me and mah girlies. We was ruthless, sassy, cool – the Pink Ladies crossed with a collaboration of frustrated crocodiles. We paraded up and down the mean...

  Sweary Here’s something I’ve never come across before. One of my friends was talking the other day about how posh her upbringing was, and how her mother was recently delighted to come...

  Sweary He twinkled at me from across the room. He was young. He looked trustworthy. He was ginger, for God’s sake. I found myself pouring my heart out to him. “Sometimes,” I told...

  Sweary With the details of the Department of Education’s Summer Works Scheme published last week, the whole of the Irish construction industry has battered smoking holes into their earsets,...