What a difference a few years can make. Three years ago you may recall, I posted a letter written by my brother, just a couple of weeks before the referendum here in Ireland on gay marriage. It was a difficult letter to read, but near the end it continued… “AND THEN LOVE ARRIVED. NEVER in … More At last!
Last Sunday I went to mass. Not because I’m a good Catholic, but to stand beside a family who are hurting. One year ago, Elma, a kind, gentle, lady of tremendous strength died suddenly. She was a wife, a daughter and a wonderful mother. While a young mother’s loss is always enormous, this family were … More Remembering Elma.
With the Pope’s visit all over the news this week, there has been a lot of air time given to those who have survived clerical abuse in Ireland. The many women who were in Magdalene laundries, the children who were illegally adopted, those who were beaten and mistreated within schools and institutions and those who … More Words without actions are no use to anyone.
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.
In between going to the beach, barbecuing, lying down in a dark room and melting, I’ve continued to write my weekly column, It’s My Life, for the Examiner’s Feelgood. I know ‘yer man’ is always popular, so here’s one mostly about him… and a lawnmower. You’ve got to love summertime, waking each morning hoping it … More There I am in the paper #65
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