The photo of the accordion class taken outside Drimoleague Church in the early 1970s confirms that those of us who are in it are definitely part of history now! The photo was taken less than 30 years after the Second […]
Walking through the parish church amid scaffold and plastic sheeting is a strange experience. I rambled through Drimoleague’s parish church of All Saints recently when I called to see how the refurbishment work was progressing. The church that I prayed […]
A piece of my past popped up in my mind recently when I passed a shop window full of old bits and bobs – from genuine antiques to curious junk. There in the middle of it all was a forlorn […]
It has often been said that the Catholic Church likes to row against the tide and there is a evidence that a lot of oars are doing just that in our parishes these days. The news media keep reminding us […]
The late Pete McCarthy – author of “McCarthy’s Bar” — helped put Drimoleague, my native place, on the contemporary map even if he didn’t have much to say about it! “It is off the tourist path and I don’t think […]
It’s a short piece of road full of pictures. I can’t travel it without recalling the masterly strokes of the school on my boyhood imagination. The road winds its way from the village to the rock where the holy year […]
“During that summer, I was working in our local creamery at Hawthorn, between Drimoleague and Skibbereen (which along with most of the local creameries is now closed). Many of the farmers were still bringing the milk to the creamery in churns. “
I was at the races there after an absence of several years.