Seán McInerney of Mallow Camera Club took this picture of People at Work


The Wedding Saga Continues

The next step in our family’s
wedding journey saw us back in The Listowel Arms Hotel on Friday evening April
21 2017 for Brides Night Out.

We nearly missed this one as
our bride had deemed it too close to the wedding to be going to a Wedding Fair.
We already  have most of the requirements in place. Luckily as we were in Finesse
for a dress fitting, the lovely Mags and Liz persuaded us that we would be
missing a great night by foregoing this one. They were right.

Here we are, mé féin, Cliona, the bride to be, with Mags and Liz Horgan of Finesse Bridal Wear

The hotel fitted us in at
short notice and we were ready in jig time for a lovely night.

This is Clíona at our lovely sunny table

Firstly there was the wedding
fair part with lots of exhibitors and lots of 
tips. Clíona got her make up done at The Vanity Case stand and she looked a
million dollars for the rest of the evening.

We met Siobhán with her eye
poppingly artistic cake creations. They tasted delicious as well.

These ladies had a great idea
worthy of Dragons’ Den. Anyone at the wedding downloads their app. You take photos and then you load them into the app and press print. The person
who took the photo gets a printed souvenir photo/photos of their day at the
wedding and the happy couple get all the printed photos on a memory stick. I
thought this one was much better than a photo booth or the old camera on the table lark.

Brendan Landy held a pop up
workshop. He gave us loads of tips about posing for photos. Here’s a few free
for you.

Don’t lean back. It gives you
a double chin.

Bend your elbow out from your

Bend your wrist back and your
hand will look better.

Don’t face full square to the
camera.  Etc., etc.

Stylish Eilish was there. We met her chatting to the beautiful Maria Keane of MK Beauty.

The Listowel Arms as a wedding venue was on show and it looked absolutely stunning. We are so lucky to have everything one needs to hold a wedding at out fingertips in lovely Listowel.

Then it was time for the
taster menu and the fashion show.

Finesse Bridal opened and
closed the fashion show and their stunning dresses set the scene for the Mother
of the Bride or Groom and wedding guest style which followed. There were some
really  glamorous outfits on show. If I
hadn’t bought mine already I saw lots that I would have liked.

The food and wine were top

If you have anyone in your
family getting engaged this year, tell them to go to this before they make any
decisions. It’s an annual event and a great night out.


The 1950s  as remembered by Jim Costelloe and told in his book, Asdee in the 40’s and 50s

… At that time in Asdee there were no Costelloes- they were
all Custelloes, MacMahons were Mickmahons, O’Connors were simply Connors,
McElligotts were Elligotts, Ruddles were Riddles and Moriartys were Maraartys.
There were no cars then, they were all motors, a barrel of stout was a quarter
tierse, hayforks were pikes and a dung fork was a four prong pike. There were
high shoes and low shoes and we didn’t know which were boots. A stripper was a
cow, a gallon was a container for sweets and a muller was an aluminium pot. We
also had the skillet, the black pot with its three legs which hung over the
fire with the pot hooks. The bread was baked in the oven which was placed on
the brand over the coals.

These were the days of the settle beds, the po ( politely
known as the chamber pot), the ticks of feathers, the straw mattresses and
the iron beds with the brass knobs at
the four corners. The parlour was the sitting/dining room which was rarely used
except on the morning of the Station when the priest dined there. It usually
smelled of dampness and had old, decaying furniture with limp curtains and
wallpaper with a flowery border which was almost always discoloured at the


eCar Parking and recharging

In the Square in Listowel there is this car charging station and it now has a dedicated parking bay for your  electric car.


“…the best labourer dead, and all the sheaves to bind.”

Fr. Pat Moore, R.I.P. and yours truly in happier times

Fr. Pat with his great friend, Mary Fagan

Fr. Pat in his element among his own at the great barbecue in Duagh


North Kerry will be a duller place without him.

This is the poem Fr. Pat wrote after his mother died.

This Much I Will Remember   _______ for Peg

It was a bright August morning, sunlight filled the kitchen.

I sat next to you remembering my birth.

Your heartbeat the first sound I heard.

A home you made around us, people you are now welcoming,

Alive and some dead.

And as I look past your shoulder at the glass on the windowsill,

That captures the sunlight inside the garden you once tended,

Which also drinks in the light.

Everything I see converges into a random still light,

Fastened together by colour.

It is fixed behind the foreground of what’s happening around you

As you are now being looked after.

And I can feel it being painted within me,

And brushed on the wall of my skull.

Then all the moments of the past begin to line up behind that moment,

And all the moments to come assemble in front of it in a long long row.

It gives me reason to believe that this is a moment I have rescued

from the millions that rush out of sight

into the darkness behind the eyes.

When I forget I will still carry in my skull

the small coin of this moment

Minted in the kingdom that we pace through everyday.