Category Archives: You can take the Crone out of Ireland

Belfast Bath Time

Malt and Cod Liver Oil does not seem to have been a feature of many people’s childhoods, but it was a big, sticky boke-inducing part of mine.  In Belfast in the early 1960s, we were served a heaped spoonful on … Continue reading

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Barbara Sheehan, late of Belfast 8: my childhood best friend

We were both bossy, Barbara Sheehan and I. We made sure one of us was always elected leader of the many clubs we founded. We issued frequent orders to her little brother and my younger siblings, a surprising number of … Continue reading

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Where am I? Who am I?

My son has embraced a new Facebook trend and turns out to have a talent for it. In the last week, he has posted: I am so DC I remember dat if u had 3 buckets and 2 sticks u … Continue reading

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Nominated for Blog Awards Ireland, 2014

The Blarney Crone has made it to the long list in the Diaspora and Humor categories for Blog Awards Ireland, 2014. Thanks to all who voted. Unfortunately, public polling is now ended and so I cannot urge you to exercise … Continue reading

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‘Thon Fella—What’s His Name?

Brendan “the Dark” Hughes, must be swiveling in the grave that has cradled him since 2008. The IRA man, a 1980s hunger striker, died peacefully in a hospital bed, after a life devoted to gunning down others in the name … Continue reading

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My childhood bedroom

My parents decided not to replace our bedroom carpet until my sister and I had stopped spitting up and pissing in corners. The carpet was an ugly grey and black, not the kind of thing you usually see in a … Continue reading

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“Mammy will have to spank your bottom”

“I love your accent” said Scott as he poured me a mimosa in a pint glass. “Thanks, ” I said wryly “All the gay men do.” Tom, Mike and I were having a breakfast drink at Annies in Washington DC … Continue reading

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Celebrating St. Patrick: A Cook’s Guide

 <a href=”http://www.bloglovin.com/blog/1529746/?claim=subwa7h59fw”>Follow my blog with Bloglovin</a> St. Patrick’s Day will fall on a Monday this year, one month from now.  It remains to be seen if revelers will make a long weekend of it, or if the pubs will suffer … Continue reading

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The Earth will welcome him: Seamus Heaney

Seamus Heaney, the great Irish poet who died this week will be buried in his home town of Bellaghy, Co. Derry on Monday. Bellaghy (Bell-ack-ee), on the shore of Lough  Neagh, (Lock Nay)  is a bleak part of Northern Ireland, … Continue reading

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Memories–made of this.

Last night, I came home to find a humming bird beating the bees off the bee balm, a pair of mallards and their gay uncle basking by the pond, and our frog enjoying the sun while he sat on a … Continue reading

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