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MUSIC AND MEMORY

MUSIC AND MEMORY   The first song that entered my consciousness as a young child was an American spiritual called: “Will the Angels Play their Harps for Me”. I heard it in a house that had no radio or television but had an old, wind-up gramophone and a small number of 78 vinyl records. How […]

BRETON CALVARIES

BRETON CALVARIES   When our children were young, we used to get the car ferry from Cork to the French port of Roscoff, for our annual holiday. From there we drove to various camp sies in coastal Brittany.Breton Calvaries are massive cut stone blocks on which scenes from the Childhood and Passion of Christ are […]

THE STUFF OF LIFE

THE STUFF OF LIFE   There was great excitement in the town when a fit up company arrived during the 1950’s. These were groups of actors who travelled around the small towns and villages of Ireland putting on plays. They set up a barn-like tent in the Fairgreen with a curtained stage at one end […]

THE YEAR OF THE OCTOPUS

THE YEAR OF THE OCTOPUS   As a child I had an aversion to snakes – their beady eyes, their scaley bodies and their furtive, slithery nature. I knew that they could spit venom, they could lash out and bite or they could strangle their victims to death, python wise, by wrapping their muscular, sinewy […]

TOWN LIFE

TOWN LIFE   As a child, I Iiked to visit the Public Library in Loughrea. It occupied a room in the Temperance Hall and was presided over by Mrs Joynt, a thoughtful and benevolent woman with a soft-spoken voice. I loved to take down the large, illustrated children’s books and open them on the floor. […]

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