by Gorey Wednesday Night Group

A man came to work in Gorey during the boom and fell in love when he shouldn't have!

By Catherine Delaney from Portlaoise.

The ticking of the clock and the soft snuffles of my newborn grandson were the only sounds in the room. I couldn't believe I had just helped the midwife deliver him. I looked from his dark blue eyes into my daughter's bright green ones. We smiled at each other with that smile one mother gives to another. It was hard to believe my child was now a mother herself. She looked so calm lying there, a little wrecked but contented.