There are moments in your life that stick with you matter how many years of past no matter how old you get. One of those moments that I remember is for my friend’s birthday party I’m trying to think how old we would’ve been at the time. Seven? Eight? No more than nine, that’s for… Continue reading Those moments
Tag: childhood
My bike
I got my bike when I was eight or nine. My bike was at least second hand, if not third. It was my sister’s before it was mine; and before it was hers it probably belonged to a cousin. It was green. It was big and bulky, unlike my best-friend-next-door’s bike which was pink and… Continue reading My bike
When I was young: my un-favourite teachers
All the teachers described here are given pseudonyms to protect their real identity. Sister Mac Sister Mac taught piano at my primary school. I had several years of lessons with her as did some of my friends. I don’t think any of us were ever going to become fantastic players or go on to study… Continue reading When I was young: my un-favourite teachers
When I was young: the funny and the bizarre
Just to assure readers my childhood was not an endless stream of torture and disappointment at the hands of the Catholic Church church. The pool We had a pool when I was growing up. Our pool wasn’t a high-status in-ground pool that needed year-round attention and maintenance. The pool we had was the lower status… Continue reading When I was young: the funny and the bizarre
When I was young: Singing at a Funeral
I went to a faith-based primary school. My school premises contained the school buildings, playgrounds, a pool, but also a church, a convent for the nuns, and a presbytery for the priests. Yes, it really was the school that had everything. The church was also my local church where I went most Sundays with my… Continue reading When I was young: Singing at a Funeral
10 albums in 10 days
It was one of those silly Facebook challenge things. I saw my friend Ramona was posting 10 albums in 10 days and challenging one of her friends every day to do the same. "But there's no way she will pick me," I thought.By coincidence, I had just been listening to Human League Dare when I… Continue reading 10 albums in 10 days
Tales from Tobhamhor 