I have loved three women in my life, first my mother who I lived with for 21 years and who cherished my children until her untimely death in 1988. She never had a penny she could call her own yet she taught me to think rich. I regret that due […]
Tag: Helen Malpas
A Way Through The Morass.
Let us start off with the premise that man needs woman and vice versa although it is not in this instance an adverb I would choose to dwell on. This need is there in all forms of natural existence. Let us also presume that both sides of this need is […]
Back Again With Vengeance
Good morning, I am back. It is the 1st January 2021. A brand new year with lots to look forward to, lots to recover from and lots to complain about. Over the Christmas just gone I promised myself in discussion with my loved ones to get into my stride again […]
Out of Darkness Into Loving Light
As most of you will know Helen my dear wife of nearly 44 years passed away on Christmas Day 2016 and what followed was six months of darkness, loneliness and absolute hell, poorly controlled by foreign travel to England, Malta, Morocco, France, Belgium and Italy. Travel I thought might help […]
A Trip To Malta
Helen, my wife, had died on Christmas Day 2016. The late winter and early spring of 2017 were real hard days for me but by April the corona of light that signifies the end of the tunnel, the dispenser of gloom and despair was growing larger by the week. Helen […]
A 21st Century Comedy of Errors
The main players in this incident packed story are Dr Kathleen Finan, medical consultant at Sligo General Hospital, Dr Una Clyne, urological consultant at Sligo General Hospital and Dr Kilian Walsh, urological consultant at Galway University Hospital. There are two separate scenes, Sligo University Hospital ( now referred by SGH) […]
2016 -The Year Of Commemoration and Justice
As I get older my existence becomes more hermitic. Although I am in touch with the world, I see nobody but my wife, the lovely Helen, the bane of my life for 43 years. Only when I go for provisions do I realise there are other people living in the […]
Critical Claptrap
I am all for criticism, keeps one on one’s toes you know but some stuff that gets sent to me is pure balderdash but looks good because the writer seems educated and erudite. Here for your very eyes are four pages of neatly typed A4 but lacking a signature, which […]
The Dark Box And Our Unspoken Words
I have just finished reading The Dark Box:A Secret History Of Confession by John Cornwell, an excellent writer with a long history of books regarding the Catholic Church, who is only just hanging on by a thread to his Catholicism, mainly because of massive encouragement from his wife. The book […]
My Day In Dublin At The Risen People
Well what a day I had in Dublin yesterday. Every time I go down, although round here they say up, to Dublin, even though Dublin is south east of here, you never here of people in Manchester say go up to London but I suppose up to Dublin might have […]