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Posted on 31 August, 2015

Not since Beyonce released “Work it Out” have I had a girl crush this potent. A lioness by the name of Caitlin Moran has stolen my heart. I’ll concede that her name isn’t as catchy as Beyonce but she’s just as fierce.  She is a British writer,screen writer and “person from the telly” whose books have made me spit a biscuit out in laughter, and you know how I love biscuits!

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She had published  “How to be a Woman” 4 years hence before I got my hands on it.  My copy was bought by a stranger who, presumably read it, then donated it to a charity shop. It was bought from there by a friend of mine,who in turn donated it to me with the following description “it’s a funny, leave it by the toilet and dip in and out of it kind of a book”.

Within the first few pages I was hooked and so the much thumbed copy never made it to our bathroom.  The book is a proclamation about why feminism is for absolutely everyone which sounds dry but is not in the least. It had me actually spluttering with laughter. Between the parts about why feminism is wonderful her tales about the joys of masturbating, libraries and pubic hair among other things kept my hanging on her every word. There are many people I wouldn’t recommend this book (it’s not really a mother-in-law type recommendation) but I loved every page of it! The book made me want to go for drinks with her and started my ever growing girl crush on her.

In reality, going for drinks with her would be fraught with anxiety. I am certain I would pretend to like the same drinks as her  so as to give her the illusion that we have so much in common and set the tone for the evening. Given though really we’ve nothing in common. I’m an only child and she’s from a huge family, she knows tonnes about music, I was raised on Meatloaf and The Monkees. Even the fact that we live in different countries is tricky so I will have very little ground to convince her we should be soul mates. Therefore copying her drink order is key to my wooing her. Although she would probably order gin and then I’d be forced to pretend I like it which is a big ask because gin is revolting but for my one true girl crush I would probably manage to drink a few.

So with the  complications of the drinks order somewhat sorted she could talk the ear off me, I would wee myself with laughter and the rest of my life would be spent reliving the stories she told me time and time again.

Although in truth we would probably never be friends. She’s far too big a personality, I’d never get a word in edge-ways and while I’d bask in the glory of her wit and investigate that grey streak in her hair up close after that I’m sure long term our friendship would probably not be on the cards.

But back to fiction, when it came to reading her newest book How to Build a Girl I knew nothing about it but picked it up because it had Caitlin’s name on it. The same way that I buy anything with the word chocolate on it, you just know it’s going to be good. I’ll admit I was disappointed at the start. I had wanted the book to be the exact same as How to be a Woman, the story of her life,feminism mixed with witticisms but instead I got some fiction about a girl named Johanna Morrigan,

The path of Johanna’s life seems so close to Caitlin’s and so I spent much of the time trying to figure out which parts were based on real life and what was purely fictional. Not knowing Caitlin in real life made this a difficult and unrewarding task. She stringently says that it’s fiction but the tales of a horny teenager who goes to work for a music magazine while urgently seeking out sex sounds so like the woman I found in How to be a Woman that it’s hard to separate the two.

Once I repeated to myself “this one is fiction” numerous times before reading it then I came to enjoy it. I grew to like Johanna even though, or maybe because, she’s a bit of a teenage twat.  I awed at the size of her huge family and her relationship with her brother Kris who she adores. As an only child stories of huge families and sibling bonds fascinate me, like magical distant lands where everything seems more wondrous and full of cake than it might really be.

Despite the fact that I didn’t tear through How to Build A Girl with any great speed I’d still pass it on a friend with the proviso “It’s worth reading even when your not on the toilet “. I sentence I hope she doesn’t read before we go for imaginary gin.

Since I have already binged watched her and her sister’s sitcom Raised by Wolves I will show my love for her by re-watching it and all the extra clips, randomly google her name, reading everything she has every written or said and pressing refresh until Season 2 of Raised by Wolves comes to my laptop screen. A perfectly good way to work on my girl crush I think.


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Posted on 28 August, 2015


Over on the Thrifty Amos Facebook  page the last of my vintage home ware stock is being sold. It’s an everything must go kind of sale and all offers are welcome.

It’s officially VINTAGE FLASH SALE time !!

If your keen here are the rules:

-Buyers must be able to collect for Cork City Centre (or know someone lovely who will do it for them!)
– I will accept the first reasonable offer. So if you like something send me a facebook message or email me at quickly and don’t be shy. In the words of Harvey Norman “Once it’s gone,it’s gone”.
– Payments can be made by cash on collection or by Paypal in advance if you’d prefer
– Some photos are random collections so feel free to offer a price for items separately if you’d like
– The more you buy the less likely I am to notice that you’re low balling me
– This is vintage stuff so it’s not as new. In saying that everything listed is of really nice quality with no cracks or chips.

If you have time pop over and have a look. It’s stuff I like so I hope you might too:)

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Etsy Shop is Closed

Posted on 27 August, 2015


Shop announcement!
The Thrifty Amos Etsy shop is closed for good.

There were many things I liked about running the shop but at this point my heart isn’t in it. I set it up at a time when I could wander the charity shops with a sleeping baby and running the shop fit in easily with my life. That’s no longer the case. While I could donate my night time to photographing items and listing them and my spare day hours to wrapping them I just don’t have the love for it that I did when I started. Shipping breakables to the US takes an awful lot of care,attention and time and the amount I was making didn’t make it worthwhile. I still love vintage home ware and my love for Arklow pottery lives on but selling online just isn’t for me.  I’ve sneaked many items out of the stock pile and into my own cupboards but the rest must go or my shelves will break.  If you know anyone who would be interested in buying a large, or small amount of vintage home ware and who can collect it from Cork then please send them my way and deals will be struck:)

Some lovely people got in touch through the shop which was one of the nicest and unexpected things about running it. 

Thanks to the car boot sellers of Cork for great crack on Sunday mornings, wonderful customers who love vintage and the amazing woman at the post office for all her patience!

It will be full steam ahead with here at the blog so expect to hear plenty from me at

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Return of the Mac

Posted on 24 August, 2015

Ladies and gents it has been 3 weeks and 3 days since my last blog post. I feel like my return should be profound, “While I’ve been away I have done some soul searching and decided to give away all my possessions. I now live in a field with only a lone flip flop to my name. I share this flip flop with a homeless man called Gerald ” or ” Since I last posted I have traveled to a country you’ve never heard of and helped eradicate a disease so complex in it’s make up that it was thought to have the power to erase all human life as we know it”.


What has actually happened is that I have learnt six incredibly important things in the last three weeks:

1) you don’t press down on a burger when you are frying it because it squeezes all the good juices out.

2) Rich tea biscuits from Lidl cost 20 cents and are pretty darn good.

3) It turns out horses are made from socks, a stick and a broken handbag strap, who knew!

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4) Another nature lesson. River rats are actually adorable. Although they should unionize and work on a new name for themselves.



5)  Ewan going to playschool for the first time tomorrow has me fretting but he seems totally fine with it.



6) Now, this is the big one folks.

After months of waiting, urging and stretching, my hair is finally long enough for a top knot!!

Oh yes.

My top knot dreams have come true. While I have been waiting for me hair to grow I had envisaged my top knot transforming my tracksuit bottom days. No longer would I look like a woman too lazy to get dressed into non-elasticated clothing. Instead I would appear like a ballerina who happens to have a day off from her hectic dance schedule and whose hair gathers effortlessly, yet stylishly, on the top of her head . It’s a tall ask for a bit of hair and elastic but it’s safe to say I’ve totally nailed it!


See, my time spent away from blogging has been time very well spent!

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