...gateway to the Sliabh Liag Peninsula...
hello everybody. sorry for being away for so long, but things seem to have been very well taken care of in my absence. did youse even notice that i was gone?the world has certainly changed since i was last here, who would have ever thought that new york would have suffered such a terrible tragedy. the only person that i knew that was anywhere near "ground zero" was ian. i don't know where ian works but i knew that it was in manhattan and i can tell you on tuesday 11-9-01 i was worried about that. more than...
the “frank” form “being frank” can’t be with you this month so he has passed the torch on to me, his brother. to think of a pen name was the hardest part. should i be frank’s brother, little frank, young frank, less fat frank, or maybe the other brother (the one with more hair and a smaller belly). but i have settled on young brother speaks frankly. a lot of the readers of this column will have come from large families and , in turn, may have had a big brother. now being a big brother comes with responsibilities...
the very first an liag hit the streets 25 years ago last month. the front page headline was for the carnival starting on the 23rd july, with the marquee sited on the old school green. one of the articles inside was about the official opening of a new factory in kilcar and what i found interesting was the dignitaries present,who were joe brennan t.d., jim white t.d., fr friel and fr mcdyer. sports results? the result of the recent pool tournament in mcginleys bar are as follows sean boyle teelin beat gerry...
my favourite time of year again. i don’t know if it is the light or the colours, is there any colour as nice as the yellow on the whin bushes at this time of year? and don’t forget daffodils, i think once you see the lovely yellow heads on them winter is definitely over and the long evenings can’t be far away. is "whin bushes" the right name for them, they might be gorse. we used to call them funs when we were growing up. there were a few acres of them on the lower slopes of cnoc unna that saw many a gunfight...
i recently attended a 40th birthday party and while trying to count the candles on the cake was driven back by the heat. forty is the old age of youth fifty is the youth of old age. old age is always fifteen years older than i am. one of the hardest decisions in life is when to start middle age. middle age is when your age starts to show around the middle. as we get older our bodies get shorter and our stories get longer. middle age is when you stop criticizing the older generation and start criticizing the...
i am back looking through the old liags again, and this month i came across a poem from the february 1977 issue. it speaks for itself: an appreciation for cathal from his friends in kilcar oh! tonight i feel so lonely for we lately lost the best, and today in carrick graveyard your bones we laid to rest. but gazing in the fire, i think of the cathal that i knew, full of life, joy and vigour, kicking football e’re so true. all those days we spent together at the blower in g.e. with lots and lots of laughter...
i was watching tv the other night when a film came on called vanishing point. well i’ll tell you, that triggered some memories. the last time i saw this film it was on the big screen. not exactly a silver screen more a white sheet pinned to the back wall. i was sitting up on the stage in the old school with a 16mm projector during one of our weekly movie shows. we had to show the films from the stage, as this was the only high point in the room. this was one of our macra na tuaithe (foroige) money making...
well by now christmas is over and the americans will have eventually elected a president whether they bothered counting all the votes or not. as i write it is still being fought out in the courts, i would have thought that it was fairly simple, count all the votes and whoever has the most wins.everyone seems to have their own danny neil story, here are two that i've never heard before, one from ciaran and one from noel carr. danny was sitting on the barracks window as he used to do, when a car pulled up and...
carrick festooned with lights for the arrival of lady aberdeens' roadshow. no not this year, but 1909. lady aberdeen was the wife of the then viceroy ( who i can only assume was called lord aberdeen) and she organised a roadshow to highlight the problems of TB, which by all accounts was fairly widespread at the time. the idea was to get the message to as many people as possible about the dangers of TB, and in pre mass media days the roadshow was about your only man.the first caravan mysteriously went on fire...
"Down along the rocky shore, Some make their home"
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