It was old, carved and made of wood
For years at the foot of her bed it stood
We never ever thought to look inside ..
Newry News and Irish Fun
It was old, carved and made of wood
For years at the foot of her bed it stood
We never ever thought to look inside ..
Christy Roe was one on Newry‘s characters. He was a man of simple pleasures – a flutter on the horses and a pint were his pastimes in later life.
We had a full bus, great weather, your editor as guide and everyone had a great time. Ti Chulainn later! What more could anyone ask? Look out for further tours organised by Journal in the near future.
Newry Journal is delighted to commend Newpoint Players on their great victory last night in the Amateur Dr
Beehives and ponytails, skirts below the knees
High collars, low necks, designed for all to see
I have to confess a deep-felt preference for rhyming over blank verse (and remain much-amused by Hewitt’s sonnet on the subject) and regret that Seamus Heaney – in his latest anthology Human Chain – continues to forsake the former in favour of the latter.
Dear Agnes,
My grand-daughter’s usual childminder will be unavailable for two weeks from Monday next (winter Caribbean holiday, apparently, with her fancy-man – or whatever name they put nowadays to these reprobates!) and I have been designated to ferry young Penelope to and from school.