Sunday, July 24, 2011 10:00
This entry is part 2 of 10 in the series Joe Morgan Esler was in charge of the dressing room equipment. He handed me my jersey, shorts, socks and leather boots, with big studs, and told me I would be a B man for the rest of the season. I think he missed the irony of this term!
Thursday, July 21, 2011 9:33
This entry is part 3 of 10 in the series Joe Morgan It was early Sunday morning in the year 2008 and I had just arrived at the Golden Gate. Saint Peter recognised me instantly, giving me a very hearty greeting and a warm handshake.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011 13:55
This entry is part 4 of 10 in the series Joe Morgan We were walked along the promenade: there were hundreds of people walking up and down; some sitting on the wall, watching and listening to the pipe-and-accordion bands.
Thursday, July 14, 2011 19:01
This entry is part 5 of 10 in the series Joe Morgan At the far side, the Omeath jetty was very slippery.
Sunday, July 17, 2011 13:38
This entry is part 6 of 10 in the series Joe Morgan Back in Warrenpoint Daddy took us to Malocca’s for fish and chips, tea, bread and butter.
Saturday, July 9, 2011 22:28
This entry is part 7 of 10 in the series Joe MorganThe Longstone Band was marching down the middle of the road. We swayed to the swirl of the pipes and the roll of the drums. We marched with the band around The Square, along Church Street and down to the Public Baths.
Sunday, July 3, 2011 11:05
This entry is part 8 of 10 in the series Joe Morgan One night in early autumn I was awakened to the sound of short, sharp moos. I instinctively knew that this was Bridget and the mooing continued through the night. The next morning, Grandpa says to me,
Monday, July 4, 2011 11:05
This entry is part 9 of 10 in the series Joe Morgan When we arrived at Crieve ‘Dart’ Sands was standing in the compound with a smile on his face like a Cheshire cat. Services rendered I paid Mr Sands ten shillings and sixpence.
Friday, July 1, 2011 9:30
This entry is part 10 of 10 in the series Joe Morgan Rory McElroy’s exploits in the field of golf brought back some memories of a trip to Glasgow some years ago.