Friday, 24 June 2016
Thursday, 23 June 2016
This colourful shop is located at No. 3 Main Street. In it, you can customise a cup or plate with birth, marriage, Fathers' Day or other details or just bring home your very own souvenir of your visit to Listowel.
Lizzie's Little Kitchen on William Street opened on June 17 2016. This is the Listowel outlet of a food emporium which is very popular in Ballybunion and at the Friday Market in Listowel.
Jimmy Deenihan's constituency office premises is now Purtill Solicitors.
Wednesday, 22 June 2016
Ballybunion on the June Bank Holiday Weekend was like a throwback to the good old days. (Photo; Ballybunion Prints Beach)
No sooner were they home than the horsey crowd were off to the show. Sonny Bill won all round him in Clonakilty. My brother and his daughter are holding the two cups he won. I don't think that horse could look more proud if he tried. His very able rider is Joanna Jones.
Spotted in a shop window in Market Street, Listowel on the Monday of the Ireland Sweden game.
In Athea Co. Limerick (photo from Athea Village site on Facebook)
Who'd be a football manager?
According to Dough McLeod, the three greatest football managers of all time were Jock Stein, Jock Stein and Jock Stein, so maybe it is worthwhile to listen to what Jock Stein has to say about what makes a good manager;
"The secret to being a good manager is to keep the six players who hate you away from the five who are undecided."
Tuesday, 21 June 2016
I was with this Irish gang and we stayed at The Parkway Hotel...So far so good, until I stepped into the lift.
Parents of the groom, my brother, Pat and his wife Breda Ahern.
This is one of the many mosaics in the church. The basilica in St. Louis has more mosaic work than any other church in the U.S. It took artists, working in teams of 15, 75 years to complete all the mosaics in the church.
This is Cardinal Glennon, much revered in these parts. The man who was on duty in the souvenir shop on the day we visited was called Glennon after the cardinal.
St. Louis is home to Anhauser Busch who make Budweiser. We took the tour. If you are ever in this part of the U.S. it's a worthwhile lesson in automation. We saw the old way with the Clydesdale dray horses and the labour intensive brewing process. There was scarcely a human being to be seen on today's factory floor.
The Clydesdales are treated like royalty.
Monday, 20 June 2016
It's now a bit of fun when the children go to the pet farm but once upon a time it was a very serious business.
The boy in my photo, who wouldn't survive 2 minutes under a real cow, is my grandson, Sean. His great grandmother, my late mother, was a great milker. She milked six or eight cows every morning and evening for as long as I can remember.
She knew all the cows by name and she talked away to them as she brought them home and settled them into their stalls. Cows are creatures of habit and they like to go to the same stall every time and they like to be milked by the same person every time as well.
The doors of the cow house were always left open at milking time and the yard cats would be perched waiting anxiously for their portion of the fresh milk.
My mother settled her three legged milking stool, rested her head against the cow's flank and coaxed the milk into the bucket held between her knees. There is a knack to hand milking. If you are not doing it right the cow will let you know with a kick or a belt of her tail.
As soon as my mother stood up from the first cow the cats went crazy, tripping her up, mewling and bawling, maddened with desire for the warm milk. For the sake of peace, she always threw a good portion into their bowl first. Then she climbed the milk stand and poured the milk into a strainer atop an old fashioned milk churn. The same ritual was repeated for all her small herd.
It all came back to me recently: the cows, the cats and my poor hard working mother when I saw milking turned into a visitor attraction at Kennedy's Pet Farm and Muckross Farms.