Éilis Ní Fhaoláin
I was invited to dinner by Eimear’s mum , Eileen . I arrived at her house in Garston and we talked non stop from that time til I had to get the bus back to Sheila’s. She is Irish but has been here for a long time. There are parallels along the way in our stories…we both have two girls and we both had gone to boarding school when we were younger. She was keen to hear how things work in Ireland , health provision , the cost of living etc. I had a lovely time.