“Taking the boat”

I’ve spoken before about my maternal grandmothers feelings about emigration which put simply was a matter of great pain and loss.  Last week got me to thinking about it more, as I met with cousin Ed and his family at a gathering in Crooke.  Ed had travelled from...
The Cross on Cheekpoint’s Green

The Cross on Cheekpoint’s Green

Pat Murphy told me recently that as far as he knew the Cross on the Green was originally erected in 1913 by the local community. The Cross 2010 my niece Laura and daughter Ellen It followed a visit by a priest from the missions who came to preach in the parish.  A...

Time and tide waits for no man

We all have particular clocks that we need to respond to. For farmers I guess it’s the dawn, when its light enough to see what your doing and which stretches to the dusk. All in all a long day in the height of the summer, but is balanced by the dark of winter. For...