That snivelling, miserable Corky rat that is our Taoiseach (Prime Minister) Micheal Martin has swung again after realising the only way out of the present situation is to live with the virus, he now says the National Vaccination Programme is the only way out and that the programme needs to […]
Modern Life
The Idiocy That Is Covid.
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 […]
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 […]
Fresh Lonely Air In Manchester – Part 4
My sojourn in Manchester is slowly coming to an end, two and a half days of authority induced mayhem whilst they arrest every man with a slight hue, give him a cup of tea, ask him how he is then release him. It is musical chairs time in Manchester Police […]
Fresh Lonely Air In Manchester – Part 3
After the bomb in central Manchester interrupted my advent into the city of my birth, I have settled down to write. What would have been a blog about finally coming to grips with my grief in the city where we courted and raised our family, is now an episodic story […]
Fresh Lonely Air in England – Part 2
I landed at Manchester Airport expecting tight security but saw nothing, it was possibly all centered in central Manchester where the explosion had happened 24 hours earlier. Thoughts of Helen had been overtaken by circumstances but Daughter 3 was dutifully awaiting as I walked out of the terminal to a […]
Fresh Lonely Air In England – Part 1
It is now 148 days since Helen died. I am off to England for a day or two to celebrate the 90th birthday of a very active lady. The question I have asked myself time and again is why. 67 is young these days, Helen had always been fit and […]
Morocco – Renewal Progressing Part two of this posting
I am at the start of my 2nd week of renewal, I find myself stronger but there is a fuzziness at the back of my head and I think that will be there for a long time. We were up early that Saturday morning and we went off to the […]
Morocco – Renewal Renewed. Part 3 of this posting
The heat, the dust, the goodness of the people, the greenery, the gris, M Ricard, the regimented chaos of Marrakech have all dragged me out of my ennui and tristesse. I am pretty much a new man. It is Day 11 of my trip and everybody is back at school […]
St Bede’s College, Manchester. Crash, Bang, Wallop.
When the new head at St Bede’s College, Mr Richard Robson, took over in January 1915 I vowed to give him time. Time to sort things out, time to make the school recover from its lowest ebb. But I fear he took on more than he or any other aspiring […]