Brenda and Julie's Confession Box

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.

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.

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.And as always The Confession Box is part of the Acast Creator Network.Be sure to leave a comment and a 5-star review

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.

Nana P is back in the Confession Box and finally fills us in after a very tense few days. What starts as a hospital visit ends in relief, but the chaos is only getting started.From finally getting the gas reconnected (thanks to what can only be described as an actual angel), to an overnight trip to Dublin that turns into a Talbot Street nightmare involving a dead car, AdBlue drama, and a surprisingly sound taxi man, it’s one thing after another.Add in overpriced groceries, dodgy labels, cheap glasses, and a deep dive into celebrity family drama, and you’ve got a classic catch-up episode that starts calm and ends in pure Confession Box chaos.

It’s just Julie and Sean in the Confession Box this week, with Nana P missing as she’s in hospital, taking it back to the basicsWe talk TV obsessions, kids’ antics, overthinking, and the strange places your mind goes when you’ve too much time to think. A proper catch-up episode with laughs, tangents, and the usual madness.What starts as the usual warm-up chaos quickly turns into a more honest, reflective chat about hospitals, waiting for updates, and the fear that comes with unanswered phones. Julie and Sean talk through past family health scares, how quickly your mind jumps to worst-case scenarios, and the strange ways people cope while waiting for news.There’s still room for lightness, awkward laughs, getting tangled in thoughts, and the familiar back-and-forth that keeps things grounded

It’s full Christmas chaos in The Confession Box as Julie, Sean and Nana P squeeze back onto the couch and immediately start roasting each other. From broccoli jumpers and pronunciation wars to re-gifting scandals, emails-as-presents and “hashtag gifted” drama, nothing is safe.Things escalate quickly with Christmas Eve Mass, pub traditions, drunk Santa memories and a St Stephen’s Day that ends with Nana P going missing under a blanket — only to wake up and be served black bean Chinese “for breakfast”. Add in lost chargers, childhood trauma accusations, food comas and a little house talk, and you’ve got peak Confession Box energy.Chaos, comfort and plenty of laughs — just how we like it.

It’s Christmas week, and the gang are in full festive meltdown mode. Julie, Nana P and Sean kick off with pure slagging (Sean’s outfit gets absolutely dragged), before the chat turns into a Cork city struggle: disastrous parking, a wall bump, a wing mirror hanging off, and Sean walking straight into a pole… while recording.There’s ice skating at Marina Market, Christmas present negotiations, family throwbacks (Dettol baths, saxo salt, and ringing your mam in work), and then Julie drops a proper update — they spotted the “sale agreed” sign on the house and she’s flying through the legal side with a specialist property solicitor.A festive catch-up packed with chaos, nostalgia, and a little property progress — Happy Christmas, and be careful out there. 🎄