Refreshed, renewed and envigoured after my two days of recrimination and penance I am back on track as Wooden Bridge’s only gobshite. One of my accusers during these hard days was someone who said and I quote “if you have nothing good to say about something, say nothing” and whilst […]
I am still reeling from the mental onslaught I have been through these past few days and my piece yesterday confirms to me the power a blog has. A power that has to be carefully and considerately handled to enable the readers not to have to spring up from their […]
I started writing this blog about ten days ago with the sole purpose in mind of improving my computer skills which were and still are fairly basic and practising my writing skills to give better construction and sense of articles of between 500 and 1000 words content. I decided as […]
With the flood waters retreating, they are down 500mm at the Wooden Bridge across from the house, the work of cleaning up and inquest get under way. Most of the verbal rubbish ensuing is coming from politicians, both local and national and from state aided local institutions like CLEAN or […]
As yesterdays blog exhausted me I am today looking for the easy option and enclose an excerpt from my Memoir written in December 2005 when Ireland was still full of confidence and money, enjoying the ride on the Celtic Tiger’s back. In September 2005 we put our Manchester house on […]
For the last four days we have been surrounded by water. The Boyle River is at a alltime high.