Posts Tagged Drimoleague

The 1970s accordion class photo brings back good memories

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 World War and we always thought that that was back in history! But it’s now […]

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All Saints Church: reflections on the heart of the place

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 in most days on my way home from the nearby school and where my family […]

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Mysteries uncovered with a camera’s click

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 and tattered “brownie”. Some might think that’s what the Americans call a “cookie” but it […]

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Fixing the buildings is easier than fixing other church problems

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 that the construction boom has ground to a halt. Hard evidence for this and resulting […]

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Good things happen in Drimoleague, too!

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 that I will be spoiling it by mentioning it, as there is nothing there for […]

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The road between schools

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 cross awaits its annual lighting. The school where I introduced white chalk to black slate […]

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1979 seems a little while ago!

“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. “

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St. Stephen’s Day Races at Drimoleague

I was at the races there after an absence of several years. Share on Facebook

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