A Cottage Window
This is one of the lovely traditional sash windows in Sheahan’s Thatched House in Finuge.
The Humble Spud
(Photo and text from Raymond O’Sullivan on Facebook)
Midsummer’s Day and the first of my own new potatoes. Modern potatoes mature much earlier than their antecedents which were not ready until around Lá Lughnassa, 1st August. In the time of our grandparents and great grandparents, when potatoes were the staple diet of the Irish people, it was a very fortunate family who had enough to last from one harvest to another. By the middle of June the potatoe pit would be empty or whatever was left uneatable. ‘The bitter 6 weeks’ they called the period from Midsummer’s Day to the 1st August. ‘Iúil an Ghorta’, hungry July, that’s what they called it, when all they had to eat was kale, cabbage and onion dip (if they were lucky). I count my blessings on this Mid Summer’s Day.
Launch of Robert Pierse’s Book
Robert Pierse lunched his memoir, Under the Bed, on the same evening as President Michael D. Higgins and Sabina Higgins came to town. So I was late to the party. There was a great crowd gathered in the back bar of the Arms and a lively and entertaining launch was in full swing. I took a few pictures and then forgot all about them. Here they are at last.
Eibhlín Pierse and friend
Old friends, Kay Caball and Danny Hannon
Section of the large crowd
Billy Keane who launched the book, Cyril Kelly who read from it and Jeremy Murphy who edited it.
Train Station Memorials