The Confession Box

Julie finally got the keys.

After five years of being told no, single mum, self-employed, rejection after rejection, she walks into her own house for the first time… and immediately realises she owns absolutely nothing to put in it.

The excitement quickly turns into “where do I even start?” as the reality of an empty shell hits. No furniture. No sofa. Just a kettle, a toaster, and an air fryer on the way.

They break down the bidding war, the panic over new builds, the small €2k jumps that decide your future, and why saving consistently in the credit union actually mattered more than anything else.

And just when things get sentimental…

Julie gets charged bus fare at a toll booth and becomes convinced she was weighed.

Proud moments, financial chaos, a little vindication, and one very confused toll operator.

Classic Confession Box.

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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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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.

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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 basics

We 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

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It’s the first episode of 2026 and the gang ease into the New Year in true Confession Box style — by immediately arguing about dates, shopping, and who actually paid for Christmas.

Julie reveals how a year of obsessive bottle collecting turned into nearly €300 in vouchers, which somehow funded two full Christmas dinners… but still left everyone wondering where all the food went. That spirals into post-Christmas shopping chaos, Nana P navigating Dunnes on a broken leg, and Sean sending a “simple” shopping list that nearly causes a full aisle meltdown (granola, yoghurt and rice are all up for debate).

As the chat drifts between icy roads, cancelled school buses, hospital scans, and Christmas nights out, Sean takes a sharp turn into philosophy — introducing the trolley problem, the butterfly effect, and whether everything really does happen for a reason. Julie and Nana P are… not fully on board.

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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.

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