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Jellyfish
This photograph was taken by Martin Moore in Fermoyle. It is the most jellyfish I have seen on one beach so far this summer. There are lots of them on all our beaches, including Ballybunion. I’m told they are not the stinging kind. But I wouldn’t take my chances.
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A Listowel Connection?
Can anyone tell us if this lady was an aunt of the late Canon Leahy of Listowel?
Advocate, Melbourne, Sat 4 Sep 1909
IRISH NUNS IN INDIA
Again the Daughters of the Cross have to record the loss of one of their Sisters, who died at Anand on Sunday, 18th July, after an illness of only a few hours. Sister Agnes Mary was born in Kerry, Ireland, in April, 1865, and joined the congregation at Liege in October, 1884.Two years later she arrived in India, and since that time worked with the greatest earnestness in the convents at Karachi, Igatpuri, Bandra, Panchgani, Dadar, and finally at Anand, of which house she was made Superioress in December, 1908. In the first week of July, cholera broke out in that locality, and some of the orphan children confided to the care of the Sisters; contracted the disease. A few cases proved fatal. However, on Sunday last it was hoped that the epidemic had ceased, an intimation to that effect
having been written by the Superioress herself, little thinking that she would be the next chosen victim. Sister Agnes Mary saw without fear death approaching, and was perfectly calm and resigned to God’s holy will. During the years she spent in India, and in whatever house she laboured, she was ever a subject of the greatest edification to her Sisters in religion and to all with whom She came in contact. Her happy disposition endeared her to everyone, and her loss will be keenly felt. Quietly and religiously she spent her days, and one may truly say: “She went about doing good.” Her death was a fit crowning to her life—a victim to duty, she has fallen at her post.
R.I.P.—Bombay “Examiner.”
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Church Street Art
It looks like this mural may soon be on the move. I hope they find a suitable new home for it not too far from the homes of the two Church Street natives it so fittingly commemorates.
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The Blue Bag
Once upon a time, but not so long ago I don’t remember it, Laundry washing was done by hand in a big tub. Clothes were washed with soap and rubbed on a washboard until clean. Washing was almost always done on a Monday.
For some unfathonable reason, tablecloths, sheets and other big items of household linen were white. Natural white linen and cotton are prone to yellowing, particularly if left exposed to sunlight.
There were no tumble dryers in those days so the washed laundry was hung to dry on an outdoor clothesline.
Enter the blue bag. This was a little muslin bag containing a cube of Reckitts Blue. This whitener/bleach was put into the water for the final rinse and it kept the whites “whiter than white”.
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Nice Gesture from An Post
This is the nearest post box to the Portland Row home of our Olympic champion Kellie Harrington. An Post spray painted it gold in her honour with a message of congratulations as well.
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MArie Shaw
What is going on in Listowel? Why are they moving the mural of John B. and Bryan from its rightful place on church Street and why the need for all this wall art around the town? I’m probably old fashioned but I liked my old town just the way it was. Before you know it, it will be full of graffiti. Sometimes change is not for the better.
Nicholas Leonard
Inclined to agree with you. Sometimes, officialdom is its own worst enemy! Why not leave very-well alone? Reminds me of the saying, ‘Don’t keep fixing it until it is broken! Wall-art can be over-done. Quality, not quantity, is preferable, though beauty is in the eye of the beholder.