Venting with Julie Jay

'After that afternoon in Siamsa Tíre I was one step away from joining the Black and Tans just as a coping mechanism.'

I discuss the confronting nature of Easter Camps - essentially the new nightclub of 2026, where all your ghosts of Christmas past will encounter you at your most vulnerable and misremember the name of your current husband. In a major moment for geopolitics I compare Trump's level of diplomatic delusion to my lowest emotional ebb circa 2011 and also recall the economic consequences that follow. 
Finally I discuss the PTSD I am still suffering following my afternoon of hip hop and overheating in Siamsa Tíre, and fret about how my lack of parental control may very well have cost my child a career in local politics and guaranteed my own status as the last woman you want to chaperone an extra-curricular activity. 
Finally we learn from Fred what to do when your Twitter gets hacked, and I look for a pen. Exciting! If you have enjoyed please rate and review wherever you get your pods! Thanks so much for being here - J x

'Those days of speed-dating in the staffroom are over'
I'm discussing Liz Nugent's new book Ruby Cooper, accidentally starting book clubs and why you should be dialling 8 for the Teaching Council if you are a secondary student whose teacher has forced you to listen to this podcast.
I talk about recently going kind of viral (ish) and the phenomenon of internet copycats: at what point are all guilty of being derivative, and at what point can we call the cops on someone copying your 25 second instagram reel. I also talk about flashing my bum to the wind in Galway, my encounter with Mormons in the Maldron and how tough it is being married to Padre Pio.
I also make the mad discovery that geography teachers read books too - who knew. If you have enjoyed the pod I would be so grateful if you could rate or review wherever you get your episodes, it helps hugely with spreading with the pod! Thanks so much for listening J x

'Fred was away filming the Tommy Tiernan show in the submarine 100s of feet below water'
I am back and full of apologies - between vomiting bugs, school plays and my husband working away in a submarine the podcast didn't get recorded and for that I will be saying 12 decades of the rosary and self flagellating all afternoon.
We're comparing the recent review of SNAs in schools to Simon Cowell reviewing Niall Horan's membership of One Direction and I review the recent gig where we had our Lord and Saviour Deirdre O'Kane doing the iconic Paudie O'Sés.
In the wake of the Epstein Files I also touch upon how there is one group of people definitely not surprised by the fact the world is ran by perverts is women, who have known that perverts have ruled the world since Day Dot.
Finally, I discuss the mad mystery of the Nancy Guthrie abduction and why you should always wear mittens in a search party.
If you have enjoyed the pod I would be so so grateful if you could rate or review Venting wherever you listen to your episode. Rating via the stars literally takes 3 seconds and can help exponentially with spreading the word of the pod! 

Thanks a million, love yas J x

'They say dress for the job you want but I'm a secondary teacher and dream of being a showgirl, so that doesn't fly.'
I'm chatting about the guards accidentally ordering the double strength pepper spray and how they can't be using this when checking for tax and insurance, i discuss recently supporting my brilliant, genius friend Alison Spittle on her latest tour 'Big' and also fess up to my propensity to kleptomania.
On that note, I suggest alternatives to pepper spray when it comes to to fighting crime. and also talk about my first ever appearance on the Claire Byrne. Synopsis: Claire Byrne is an absolute pro and I would die for journalists Niamh O'Reilly and Mick Clifford.
Gerry Hutch play is also discussed! Popcorn at the ready.
Finally, I discuss the fecking Foo Fighters gigging in Dingle, because yes, obviously.
Thanks so much for listening guys! I love that you're here. J x

Guys, this is just a quick one apologising to you the listeners for another audio mishap today. It has all been rectified now, I am so sorry to have once again messed up on the audio front, which ps is kind of the whole point of a podcast.
If it's any consolation, I look forward to another long night self-flagellating and listing off all the ways I have sabotaged any semblance of success I might have enjoyed over the last few years....punctuated only by calpol and mutliple trips to the loo thanks to my pelvic floor being about as good as my editing skills (very weak).
If you did try to listen to the earlier episode, I am so sorry for wasting your time. It's been rectified now but Joanne and Vogue I am not, and I know I can't expect people to keep tuning in and hoping for the best.
Thanks for being here, I love doing it, if that counts for anything, and you having been here at all means the world. Love yas! A very tired J x