Home for the holliers
’VE NEVER NOT been in Dublin for Christmas – I’d cry if I wasn’t! In the past few years, I’ve gone in to on Grafton Street with my dad, pass the hat around and make loads of money for the homeless.
And there’s always lots of mass, too. I think we’re the only family I know that goes to mass on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. My sister and her husband
and lately she’s been asking me to join her on some harmonies, so that’s turned into a family do.
Otherwise, just the normal. Doing the last-minute preparations for the food, putting up the decorations, making mince pies, eating as much as you can until you feel ill and
and hopefully have a good oul’ sing-song at the end of the night.”