I’m back from holiday’s feeling refreshed, my mind filled with a hundred images of spectacular views which thankfully are hard to forget. Sometimes I wish I did social media more so I could share with others the magic of a small village in West Cork called Allihies on the Beara peninsula. For over twenty years … More Allihies… a little piece of heaven.
Today I wanted to post a very special post to my mum and dad. Yesterday was their anniversary. Sixty three years ago they made their vows, promising to love and cherish each other. As they danced that evening as husband and wife, their chosen song was ‘I’m walking behind you,’ by Eddie Fisher. Sadly for … More I know he is walking behind.
I’m in Dublin for a few days. Today, Mum and I went for a drive, traveling through Enniskerry and continuing on to the Sally Gap. Along the way we stopped to enjoy the magnificent views of Lough Tae, or the Guinness Lake as it is also known. As we continued our journey there were moments of … More Memory Lane.
Today, I remember my Dad. But then again I remember him every day. He was there for my wonderful childhood and stroppy, difficult teenage years, but gone before I got the chance to show him who I’d become. Dad was stolen from our lives by neurone disease over thirty years ago. Not only did my … More Remembering the only gift my dad ever gave my children.
Does it get any easier? I thought as the years would pass I’d get used to the changes that parenting brings. It would appear that I was wrong. It’s that time of year when one of my clann decides to flap their wings and move away for the Summer. Tonight as I type I hear … More Parenting… it’s a tough gig.
Here you go, another of my articles from the Irish Examiner’s Feelgood. Yer man and myself finally get a night away… Last weekend yer man and myself took a night off parenting and headed to West Cork. As we raced out the drive, the sun shone and unbelievably continued to do so for the two … More There I am in the paper #61
Remember the night I was to escape with my friends and the ‘Beast from the East’ scuppered our plans with many feet of snow? Well we rescheduled and yesterday ran away. Once again, being Ireland, you can’t predict the weather and for the second time in a row I managed to defy the odds and … More Beara. Magical Beara.
Donegal is a magical place, where the past is ever present. Visiting last week I was struck by how little it has changed in the twenty-seven years since I last saw it. This trip was something my brother and I had been speaking about for ten years, both of us desperate to once again walk … More Donegal. Memories, old and new.
So I’m back home in Cork, but it’s taking a little longer for my heart to make the journey! Last Friday I traveled to northwest Donegal to the place of so many happy childhood memories. After twenty seven years I was curious to know if the fields and hills were as I’d remembered and to … More Donegal, all I could have wished for.
So today I closed a door on a large piece of my life, something I’ve been connected with for many years. As I drove away I was acutely aware that it was over. But just like it can be hard to finish a great book, we all know that it must end and so it … More End of an era.