Caring in Sharing
Freddy and Denny in Kanturk are happy to share a bed sometimes, so long as they don’t have to look at one another.
On the Banteer road, past what used to be Sheehan’s Duhallow Knitwear, which was always known locally as The Hosiery, even though as far as I know they never made stockings, there is a lovely sculpture.
The sculptor achieved a great likeness of the great ploughman.
John Dillon was a local poet who penned these lines in praise of Thady.
The sculpture is sensitively located in the heart of the countryside. The pots on either end used to hold flowers in summer. I prefer it without flowers.
The Old Court
This edifice is now known as Kanturk castle. It used to be called The Old Court when it was fairly dilapidated. Now after years of excellent restoration work it is a beautiful visitor attraction set in mature woodland.
A Poem to Give you a Chuckle
by Mike Johnson
“We’ve done Water, and Metals and Plastic
Today it’s the turn of Elastic.
Sir sets up a test…
Wow, that was the best –
He whizzed through the window. Fantastic!
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