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It keeps coming back

My heads in a mess and I'm stressed
But I guess it's a test In the quest for happiness
And the rest of that mess So I best just acquiesce
Mr Pip.

It isn't getting any easier, it really isn't. I thought it would but it doesn't. For the past 3 weeks I have felt in a mire of a hole, a dark place full of darkness. I have been utterly miserable without knowing why, I couldn't place the reason. I have felt lethargic, angry, snappy and introspective when I walk in my own company. Like a clap of thunder it hit me Friday lunchtime why I have been feeling this sub conscious shit feeling within myself. All it took was for me to walk around with Joanne for a lunchtime to suddenly come to some clarity. Like a lot of things I do, I talk about something, bring it out in to the open and then put it away again. I am however finding this hard to do with IVF. Do I hate talking about it? Yes 100%, do I hate those three little letters? Yes 100%. I thought for the first 4 months of this y…

Challenging myself

“You see a mousetrap; I see free cheese and a fucking challenge!”
Scroobius Pip

I cannot place the day or the time but something after turning 30 changed me. I remember a friend telling me once you turn 30 you stop giving a shit about what people think and say. You become more comfortable in your own skin, more willing to take a chance. Now let me state I have not just turned 30, that was 3 years ago but yeah that friend of mine was right, I am slowly coming around to this thought process. Don't get me wrong turning 30 did not just flick a light switch in my head but I am certainly becoming more and more comfortable about who I am , what I like and what I want to do. This year I feel is the first of my thirties that I am taking some chances and challenges for me.
The previous two years of my thirties were busy! busy trying to have babies and getting to grips with what it is like to be an actual adult. Unlike the old days, I don't believe becoming an adult happens anymore at the…

Babymakers & Proposed Government IVF Support

I've missed more than 9000 shots in my career.  I've lost almost 300 games. 26 times,  I've been trusted to take the game winning shot and missed.  I've failed over and over and over again in my life.  And that is why I succeed.

Michael Jordan

That is a long title isn't it but it does what it says on the tin, I hope what I am about to say makes sense. These past 4 weeks like so many others on this fair isle of ours have been glued to the tv show on TV3 by the name of The Babymakers. Since my previous blog posts earlier this year about IVF, people talk to me a lot about IVF these days. People have read my blog, watched Joanne's Snapchats, listened to our podcast episode on IVF, it is no longer a taboo subject for us. The best thing I could have ever done was talk about it all, it has made the transition smoothly in to realising we cannot have kids easier barring a miracle of sort. The Babymakers show these past few weeks has helped immensely in bringing the subject o…

I was on the telly

You are always one decision away from a totally different life.

This year is the fourth year since I was on the telly for nearly 8 weeks in a row. Sometimes I think to myself how the hell that even happen, I was on the telly. Yes I say the telly, I could be all uber correct and call it the television but I would rather stick to what I call it. On the 13th of September 2013, my life changed immeasurably because I listened to Joanne for once. She made me apply to be a contestant on the Great Irish Bake Off, she bugged and plagued that absolute life out of me to enter in November 2012. Me listening to her was one of those moments in your life like the quote at the top of the page that changed everything.
I rarely speak about the Great Irish Bake Off or for the purposes of this blog post GIBO. It is like one of those things that you do in life and decide to close the book on or place neatly into your bottom drawer and lock it away for safe keeping but don't go back to it. In work I am …


No matter how you feel…Get up. Dress up. Show up.  And never Give up.
Regina Brett

It has been a few months since I last wrote on here, I let all my time be consumed by other side projects. I don't think I can technically call my brothers wedding a side project but I had best man duties to care of, Summer holidays with Joanne and the big day itself of course my Brother's wedding day.  An insane few months but I loved every second of it especially my best man speech and the months of prep I put in to the video presentation. Although with that like a bolt from the blue my whole year changed as did my family's year. I thought this year was going to be one of those years that would be different to the past two, being an adult is not easy sometimes. I am still only getting used to what it is like to lose someone to illness, I think I have been some what fortunate up until now to have not experienced too many close passings of family and friends. That sounds awfully morbid but it …

We are here.

Even the biggest failure beats the hell out of never trying.

Hello there,
Jesus I have gotten bad again at the old writing. I know why though, it is because it seems like everything is blooming on these past 2 months. You know that feeling where you would love two weekends back to back of doing sod all, I dream of those at the moment. There is no let up either, don't get me wrong I love being busy it is great, it serves my mind very well. I have two weddings upcoming and our holidays, something of which for the first time in my life I have not been obsessing about, the holidays that is. Generally by now I have the case out on the bed semi packed, yeah I love packing the case well in advance, I am that special person. I digress though,  it is not that I don't want to go on holiday but more so because I have not had a chance to think about it.

As a result of the busyness and the introduction of our podcast "Meet The Dekortes" ( < cheap plug) I have not had a chance …


Friday, 19th of March 2010.
I woke up early, I think about 6.30am. I was actually not going to work that day I was going on a stag do to Prague in the Czech Republic for the weekend. I had never been to Prague before, I was pretty excited about it all as the group of lads were friends of a friend of mine. It was very cool to be getting to know people in Dublin at last as I had been living in the city 6 months and I was in need of making some friends. I have to be honest it was a fairly lonely time living in a big new city having come from Limerick, knowing very little people. I was still open to living in Dublin but I was struggling to live so far away from home, this was all pre Joanne also. Unbeknownst to me I must have been stressed by my situation, I didn't like my work either pre my current job which I am in 7 years.  I digress, I got up out of bed to go to the toilet and to start getting myself ready to head to the airport. I finished in the toilet and just like that I exper…

Wishing life away

Ooh, you're moving too fast and I don't think it's right I'm not giving you my love tonight Now, ooh, you're moving too fast Better sit back, relax
The Artful Dodger - Movin' Too Fast

Today is one of those days where the smallest of things makes you think, holy shit where did the last 17 years ago. Do not get me wrong I love where my life is at, I have an awesome wife, a roof over of my head and a decent job, so I am beyond thankful from where I sit on my couch. It's just I have done a few things this weekend that have made me think a bit more about my childhood. You know the way you remember some vague things as you get older as to what you did when you were younger but when you actually work on something (namely my best man speech this weekend) it brings so much flooding back. I used to challenge my mum and dad when I was a kid as to what they remember of their childhood, and they would always say "Willem I really don't remember anymore, I have forgo…

There is an elephant in the room

When there is an elephant in the room, you can't pretend it is not there and just discuss the ants.
Ellen Wittlinger.

Wow it is nearly two weeks since I last blogged and I don't think my post advertising our new podcast counts. I have had plenty of time to blog but I think for the first time in 4 months I have a slight writers block. Ok I am not a writer I am a blogger, but surely that is still as worthy as other forms of written word. I think over the past few months I have actually tried to move away from the blogging term, but why should I? A blogger is what I am and that is what this website is, a blog of my thoughts, my live public diary. More closely to home I saw last week in a completely different world to mine, the beauty blogging world no less people challenging blogging authenticity. I would hate to think my blog was not being authentic, it is probably the only thing I could sell myself on, being authentic. Blogging can so often be disrespected by so many as it is an e…

Meet the De Kortes - Welcome to our new Podcast

So here we go our first podcast is now live we hope you enjoy it !
Please listen and be gentle it is our fist time doing it.

How do you keep the clock ticking?

If you want to turn a vision into reality, you have to  give 100% and never stop believing in your dream.
Arnold Schwarzenegger

There are days I wake up and I feel time has ground to a halt. The second hand has ticked it's last tock. Let me explain. You see I am someone that plans absolutely everything in life, I am a planner of the most mi(NUTE) of details, every single thing planned out long in advance. Money, holidays, meetings with friends ( yes I am that dickhead who plans a social gathering of sorts 2 months in advance), meetings in work, every single second of my day in work infact (bar the inevitable distractions and diversions) is planned, pure clockwork. The problem is though sometimes that clock is going so fast it looks like it has stopped. Not possible I know, I would surely fail a physics exam. It As a concept though it is possible, the clock needs new a lease of life or just a battery. I feel every single day I want to come on here and write but don't sometimes as…

St. Anthony's B&B - Westport - Mayo

This weekend I had the pleasure of attending a wedding of some friends in Westport. I have never been to this part of Mayo, in fact my only experiences of the county are Knock and driving through Castlebar years ago on the way to see family in Leitrim. The journey is a long one from Dublin but it is 100% worth it. The views and scenery in the area are stunning especially as you come in to Westport you can see the bay and Clare Island in the distance. Westport is also dominated by the view of  Croagh Patrick, the peak itself has a chapel at the summit believed to be from around the time of St. Patrick himself. I feel though I cannot give Westport its true justice in the form of a blog yet, as all I did was attend a wedding in the Castlecourt Hotel and go for a spin the Sunday morning toward the coast. I know for a fact though I will definitely be back with Joanne in the summer. For some reason like a good chunk of Kerry, Dingle namely, Mayo has eluded me but not for much longer. 

What I…

Tales of a Fat Boy - 96'-17' - Part 2

Working on myself  by myself  for myself

I wrote this today firstly during my lunch break. Then I arrived home this evening and had an epiphany to delete the whole article. Sometimes when you want to tell a story you have to pivot in multiple directions, dependent on mood and circumstance. When I wrote the deleted blog post it was rushed during my lunch break, that was my first mistake. I feel I am not meant to write or don't want to write in a hasty manner, hastiness leads to poor quality. In fact every single school report when I was kid all bore the same complaint, "Willem needs to be less hasty in his work, he has plenty of enthusiasm but he rushes his work". I have so many memories to rifle through albeit mostly blurred ones but some times the memories all merge in to one overall topic that I want to dissect, but sometimes the dissection can only go so far unless I went and wrote a book, being frank my skill of writing is no better than an average primary school kid a…

Where to eat in London - Warning Picture Heavy

You would think with that title I was a seasoned traveller to London, I have been twice in 3 years so what the heck do I know. Well what I do know is before we went to London back in February I did my research on some of the best places to eat while we were there. If I am going to go somewhere that has lots of food options I want to make the best out of the trip. I remember ever since the first time I went to London with my parents to visit family back in 1991, London was bloody amazing for food. Back then we used to get the Slattery's coach from outside Spaight's in Limerick City, it would take you all the way to Victoria Station via a very rocky ferry. I remember puking my ring up the whole way over to Pembroke, I hate boats. We stayed in Walthamstow with my mum's cousin and we had all manner of foods. There were a lot of firsts that holiday, my first ever Pizza Hut, there was no such thing in Limerick. In fact it was the time where by if the pizza delivery guy was late…