The Confession Box

Mortgage approved… chaos unlocked.
Julie finally gets the text she’s been waiting for, but before she can celebrate properly, trolls manage to dig up her new house listing and post it online.

Meanwhile, outside the studio, a man casually cuts an electric bike free with an angle grinder in broad daylight... no panic, no rush, just vibes. Scrambler bikes are flying up one-way streets like it’s a video game, and McDonald’s is making announcements about “we do not accept abuse” mid-ice cream order.

As if that wasn’t enough, the conversation somehow ends up in America, where 56 fraternity pledges stand covered in ketchup and vodka refusing to move for police.

Add in gym delusions, Dwayne “The Rock” comparisons, and a baby shower booking thrown into the madness, and you’ve got another week where the only real question is…

How is that even legal?!
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What starts as a normal catch-up turns into pure chaos.

Julie wakes from a dream about her dad to a doorbell ringing at 5AM… but convinces herself she imagined it. The next morning there are bits scattered on the driveway, missed calls from an unknown number, and by that evening there’s a Garda at the door holding the twins’ school bags.
Yes. The school bags.

From a car break-in no one realised was happening, to passports going missing, to the slow realisation that the guards were the ones ringing at dawn — it’s a weekend Julie won’t forget in a hurry.

And because this is The Confession Box, the episode somehow also takes a hard turn into childhood fears of the Bermuda Triangle, irrational worries about quicksand, and a full in-studio science experiment that proves your own hand can’t decide if it’s hot or cold.

Guards, panic, nostalgia, and accidental education.

Another chaotic one.
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What starts as road rage and rain-induced rage quickly spirals into chaos when someone is caught swiping on Tinder… on Mam’s phone 😳

From dog disasters and scary movies for eight-year-olds, to eye-watering drink prices, free travel passes, and Mam’s determination to collect every bottle in Dublin, this episode is pure Confession Box madness.

Add in fridge-switch disasters, physio oversharing, sciatica updates, and the ongoing question of how anyone is meant to live with prices like this — and you’ve got one for the books.
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One phone notification is all it takes to send Nana P into a full spiral. She’s somehow ended up on Tinder, doesn’t know how she got there, and definitely doesn’t want to be there. Accidental matches, panic deleting, and the kids absolutely in bits.

From swipe stress to real-life pressure, the chat quickly turns to money, mortgages, and the question nobody has a good answer for: how are you actually meant to live on that?

Throw in acupuncture stories, throwbacks to nights out with no phones, and the usual brutally honest rants, and this one goes everywhere — fast.

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Welcome back to The Confession Box

Between pregnancy sciatica, deep heat fumes filling the studio, and Sean somehow managing to sit comfortably through it all, things kick off in a typical chaotic fashion. Julie opens up about a recent situation that spiralled online, the ripple effect of podcast comments, and how quickly trolls can latch on — especially when you’re seven months pregnant and already in pain.

Just when things get heavy, the episode takes a sharp left turn into pure Confession Box madness: Sean reveals a brand new tattoo that raises more questions than answers (yes, it involves a dinosaur… or a drunk chicken), Nana P has thoughts, and suddenly we’re deep into Disney films, parenting without iPads, physio visits, swimming pools, and whether kids should ever hit back when they’re being bullied.

It’s one of those episodes that swings between real talk and ridiculousness - raw, funny, frustrating, and very us.
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