Sarah McCool

**Sarah McCool** is Orla's mam and Erin's aunt.

## History

Sarah McCool grew up in Derry with her father Joe and her mother Marie. She went to Our Lady Immaculate College, a Catholic girls' school in Derry. At school, she was friends with her sister Mary, as well as Janette O'Shea, Deirdre, and Geraldine. She left school in 1978, a year after the infamous 77' leavers night.

Sarah lives in Derry with her daughter Orla. Her sister Mary, her brother-in-law Gerry, her nieces Erin and Anna and her father Joe live next door to her. It is not known who the father of her daughter is.

## Personality

Sarah believes she is a psychic because she has taken a course and has a certificate. Sarah is a dippy and content individual that often says unintentionally humorous things, though at times she may be a bit of a berk. She has a caring nature and has a lot of pride in her physical appearance. She is extremely proud of her appearance and frequently uses different fake tanning methods.

## Relationships

### Romantic

Sarah has had an unofficial relationship with Ciaran, a shop assistant at Photo Shack.

## Career

An excerpt from *Erin's Diary: An Official Derry Girls Book* confirms that she is a beautician:

"**October 24**

Aunt Sarah went on the UTV news at six to talk about Uncle Colm's kidnapping or whatever it was. She looked really well and the producer said she was a natural. They asked her if she fancied a mid-morning slot but it would have meant giving up her jobs a a beautician, which she considers her calling, so she turned them down."

## Notes and Trivia

* Cast members have said they love to improvise the aunt Sarah voice.

## Memorable Quotes

I don't know about you but I'm not enjoying this bomb.

I am psychic Erin, I took a course. I got a certificate.

Two gun men, of roughly the same height, kicked his door down and tied him to the radiator with his own shoelaces. He'd barely had those shoelaces a week, Jon.

Nothing drastic, just a few slaps.

Listen, Mary. I just did a reading. The cards say if we go on this wee holiday we'll be placing ourselves in grave danger. Which I'm not buzzing about to be honest.

Ach, Fionula, What about you, I thought I could smell vinegar.

Winking at your age?! Christ! I feel sick.

It's wall to wall lesbians out there.

This psychic carry-on is not all that it's cracked up to be, you know. Last night, I woke up to this wailin' sound. I thought to myself 'Jesus, it's Granny Pat, she's trying to cross over'. No, it turned out it was only Aggie next door. She put the electric blanket on full whack and scalded the legs off herself. But still it could just easily have been-- (Erin: The disembodied spirit of a dead relative?) Exactly. My nerves are wrecked. I'm living on a knifes edge here. Are there any Rice Krispies?

I wouldn't have put a drop on her. She doesn't have enough neck. She'd have been better with a stud.

I'm not talking about her. I'm talking about the eyebrows. Cathy and her eyebrows are two separate entities (Mary: All right don't be getting worked up), I just think that you should be able to complement a woman's eyebrows without having her personality dragged into it!

**Sarah:** Will any of you kind be going, love?
**Clare:** My kind?
**Sarah:** Or can you not get protestant lesbians?

Sarah: I think we should let sleeping dogs cry
Deidre: Let sleeping dogs lie?
Sarah: Ach, we should let sleeping dogs do whatever they want Deidre.

"If you're that hot you should at least have the common decency to be a bit thick
"Don't talk to me, I had a perm in '85 that made me look like Leo Sayer. Dark days, very dark days"