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...
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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...
View ArticleFresh 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...
View ArticleFresh 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...
View ArticleOut 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...
View ArticleBack 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...
View ArticlePreview to 2021.
It is a week since I returned to blogging and I have found it hard to put finger to button, pen to paper, mind to word. The world is in such a horrible place with this Covid fraud, I just do not know...
View ArticleLife As It Should Be.
In these Covid-infested times when life is bleak and relationships can turn sour unless carefully nurtured and massaged (and plenty of that please), we need to think of the past pleasures. Life’s...
View ArticleHangings On The Wall Part 2
To continue my tour of my hangings on the wall. I must admit I am enjoying this perambulation through my recent history. It is bringing up some lovely memories of recent times past after I retired...
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Hopefully I am now coming to the end of my travel;s round the house trying to portray the stuff on the walls and revitalising my memories on the orders of Ma Femme, her of the gigantic balls who must...
View ArticleA 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 a phrase I would choose to dwell on. This need is there in all forms of natural existence....
View ArticleFresh 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...
View ArticleOut 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...
View ArticleFebruary 2021’s Thoughts
It is 6.30 am of a Monday morning at the beginning of February 2021, 18 days from my 75th birthday and I am just wondering whether anything has improved in those 75 years. I was conceived on or just...
View ArticleFollowing On From Yesterday
Yesterday, 1st February 2021, I published a post entitled “February 2021’s Thoughts” and as certain events are starting to evolve, I thought it wise to continue along some of yesterday’s themes. It...
View ArticleHistoric Boyle Part 1
One of the problems of coming from the colonial world is that white people have no history except for the native history of the indigenous people they pushed to one side. That history has no real...
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On my walk into town from our abode at the Wooden Bridge we have come to Shilling Hill, in the townland of Knocknasheea a reasonably modern areaaBoyle Abbey, Abbeytown Bridge, reconstructed about 30...
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We are still heading into the town of Boyle showing Ma Femme the historic wonders of this small town I adopted many years ago. Ma Femme is quietly amazed at its riches as we trundle along Military...
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We are well into the town of Boyle on our walking tour of the history of this beautiful place. 7. Main Street We are on Main Street with the main gates of King House behind us. An impressive street...
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So we return up the street to where the Bank of Ireland is today. In 1911 it was the premises of the National Bank. In No 10 lived Aris Manning and his wife Tempe. He was 56 and she was 35. They had...
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