Photo:Janusz Trzsesicki


Sunday Nights Have Never been the same

photo; Irish Abroad

This is the late Joe Lynch in his best known role, Dinny Byrne in the Irish soap, Glenroe. When the closing credits rolled and the lovely theme tune, Cuaichín Gleann Neifin struck up, you knew the weekend was over and it was time to gird your loins for the week ahead.

There wouldn’t be “anything’ stirrin” until next Sunday night.


Orlagh Winters on Tralee Today; What Lies Beneath

Tralee Today is a great resource for us North Kerry people. One of the contributors to this online news site is Orlagh Winters.

You might remember Orlagh as the M.C. at Listowel Tidy Towns recycled fashion event at Listowel Races. She is really affable, bubbly and engaging. This is why I was taken aback when I read her article in Tralee Today a few weeks ago. I’m sharing it with you below. 

I saved it for nearer to Christmas when its message might strike a chord.

Orlagh Winters  

APOLOGIES for not having a column last week, but
I was in CUH having tests.

I can now finally say that I am cancer free and
boy what a feeling it is. For the last five years I have contemplated life and
how it has changed completely for me.

Pre-cancer I had my dream job, jetting all over
the world and visiting new and exciting places.  I love meeting new people
and my job afforded me that luxury.

Of course there were times that I missed
important happenings in the lives of friends and family but I always made up
for it when I returned.

Pre-cancer I dreamt of being a mother but that
dream was taken from me when I was deemed infertile due to chemotherapy. I
could get angry, I could get upset but what is the point of that?

Harbouring ill thoughts, I truly believe, can
damage your peace of mind. Sure I do get  teary-eyed when I get the news that
one of my friends is expecting a baby, but I always do that alone and never let
it be known to the excited mum-to-be.

Social media is a wonderful tool to stay
connected with friends that you don’t see on a regular basis, but it is also a
means to feel a little nostalgic  when you see the beautiful babies that
they have.

Back to school photos and last week’s Halloween
photos were everywhere of children enjoying the trick or treating. Sometimes I
find it very hard to think of what might have been.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t feel contempt or
jealousy when I see the offsprings of my friends and family. What I do feel
anger towards, are the idiots who think that it is completely acceptable to
assume that my not having a child was a choice I made for selfish reasons.

Recently I met a guy I had not seen in years and he
commented that me having children would have gotten in the way of my “fabulous

To say I was mad would be an understatement and
to be frank if I was a violent person, he would be missing a testicle right
now. In fact he would probably be missing two.

Absolutely there are women in the world who make
the decision not to have children and that is their business. I admire them for
the stance they take and make no apologies for it and rightly so.

Christmas is around the corner and once again
there will be photos of children visiting Santa or opening presents all over
social media. I will shed a little tear, no doubt, but I will also see the good
in it and laugh at the terrified faces of the toddlers placed on the knee of a
scary looking man with a white beard.

Spare a thought for those of us who would have
loved the opportunity to be a parent and don’t presume that it was a choice we
made not to be one.


Some Festive Shop Windows


My Family on their first trip of 2015 to the skating rink