Irish Papist

Happy New Year! I'm going to be very busy in the next few weeks, so I probably won't have time for blogging. To keep the blog tickin...

Traditions! I never shut up about them, do I? Indeed, I briefly had a blog called Traditions Traditions Traditions! , which lasted only four...

I spent a sleepless hour or two after midnight, this weekend, coming up with this list.  Why fifty? Well, it seems a manageable sort of numb...

The miracle of language never ceases to beguile me. With my tongue, lips and vocal chords, I can create vibrations in the air which, when th...

Remember Adlestrop? Like I'd forget! My train stopped there one day. I don't know why. The driver was some class of idiot. It was so...

Going through your drafts folder is very diverting. At least, for me. And generates blog content! I've long had a fascination with the p...

As this is fifteen minutes' walk from Blanchardstown Shopping Centre, I've included a picture of the shopping centre oratory at the ...