A hundred years I have stood Looking out over those dark hills … A hundred years I have seen them come From child to man, down those stiffened slopes: I have stretched my hand to grasp their fears Soothed their sorrows, heard their grief All their whispered words of hope, like silent encrustations – Hang […]
The “Year of John Martin” is being laucnhed at Glenn “John Martin” Social Club Friday 9th March 2012 at 9pm. Everyone welcome, spread the word and bring your friends!! A great opportunity also for the Club to show its full potential and honour the 200th anniversary of the birth of its Patron. All very welcome!!!
Regular readers will have noticed that the Newry Journal is going through a mid-life crises. We have been adding hair implants, dyeing the grey and keeping things up with some chemical stimulants. However, not all change is bad. The recent changes on the Journal bring some benefits: A much more maintainable system for future viability […]
If you feel strange using this revamped format, just join the gang! This is my first effort at adding a story. This is a short but memorable poem by William Allingham. Four ducks on a pond, A grass-bank beyond. A blue sky of Spring, White clouds on the wing: Ah, what a small thing To […]
Here we see the “Walkers Line” at the Sacred Heart/St Ronan’s Schools lined with the daffodils planted in memory of Mrs Goss – in full bloom, and it is still February. My neighbour’s Camilla bush goes one better. Already it is shedding some of its blooms. Let’s hope we don’t now get a sharp frost […]
Amazingly, it is thirty-six years ago. I have two children older than that! I’d like to learn where they all are now. (No! Not my children. They keep me informed. The Abbey boys, I mean!). Here’s a start!
This morning I attended Mass at St Catherine’s Dominican Church, said by Fr Tumelty of Dromalane. Yesterday I got Mass in Notre Dame, Paris and the day before at Sacre Coeur, Montmartre. Congregations dwindle everywhere.