 Once again, the construction trade step up to prove if one is engaging a builder, one does so for the skill with their hands – and not their spelling. I would have thought that the memo of ‘Measure Twice, Cut Once’ would also have applied to proofreading but no…. When typing this blog, ‘Fiberglass’ did not get a red squiggly line, being American English. ‘Slateing’ and ‘Tileing’ did not escape.
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 Memorials to Innocent Victims of the War of Independence and Civil War are proportionally significantly lower than I.R.A. dead. A few weeks back, parking my car off The Market in Ennis, I spotted this plaque to a young boy playing in the wrong place at the wrong time. The screws definitely suggest that the plaque is recent. I wonder if there is more resonance and sympathy with an innocent victim going about their normal activities rather than a soldier combatant – and even more sore with a child. Quite likely if the success of Joe Duffy’s book on 1916 children is anything to go by.   A few weeks ago, I was driving through Baile Mhic Íre and spotted scaffolding and netting around the remains of a tree outside the school. I have long been an admirer of chainsaw art on trees, so had to stop and record the work in progress. Looking forward to seeing the completed installation 
Real estate matters - even in burial
I have spotted a couple of signs at cemeteries, recently, giving notice of upcoming Mass for the Dead. My recollection is that elsewhere these were held in October/November close to All Souls Day. I have blogged before as to Cillíní throughout the country being recognised. The Radio Kerry Saturday Supplement from last year visited the Cillín at Derrymore and it was said that there is an annual mass for those buried in the Cillín (05:20 minutes in) but this is the only reference that I have seen so far to such remembrances, the majority of Cillín are not recognised, let alone commemorated with a mass………. So far.
P.S. The number of Cillíní on my To Visit list is increasing: Would be delighted to hear of any more Cillín - marked or unmarked - please do contact  A few weeks back, a friend spotted these houses in Blennerville and took the photographs of the plaster mouldings or pelmets over the windows. The belief was that it was I who told her that these were called ‘Protestant Eyebrows’. Unfortunately, not – as that was the first time that I had heard the expression. I can understand the name with these additions to the façade being suitable only for larger houses. I have seen many examples on my travels during the week but am still clueless as to the origin of the expression or even if widely used   I did a talk a few months back on the IHS tiles that are on buildings around the country. A friend suggested that the practice may be Mediterranean in origin and I did find a couple on tiles on streetview in Capranica. Seven years ago, I blogged about ceramic tiles on The Brown Pub in Kealkil – but since then, very little similar. A few weeks back, Kanturk provided two mosaics – one to Our Lady of Fatima, the other well beyond my Spanish, or maybe Portuguese, knowledge. If anyone knows of any more, would be delighted to learn of them.    I was this age old when I first saw marketing for a wedding celebrant Maybe it is a factor of my age and upbringing with weddings generally celebrated by priests, I never saw competition between priests for the next gig. I am not the target audience for the branding – luckily for the Celebrant as unsure if it sits well. Maybe there is no such thing as bad publicity
Agnes Mallin – “My darling wife, pulse of my heart, this is the end of all things earthly…”28/7/2022 Once again, a headstone’s simple carved message does not tell the full story  Last Sunday afternoon, I declined the option of a few hours in Blanchardstown Shopping Centre and exited the car at St Mary’s Church in Clonsilla. My intention was to look for the seven graves that had a request for a photograph on the FindAGrave website. I did manage to find six of the seven. It was only when uploading the photograph of the headstone of Agnes (Hickey) Mallin that I spotted her family tree and her much more well-known husband.
Two days prior, we had a great tour of Kilmainham Gaol – highly recommended. It was only with time pressing at the end of our walk around the museum that I cam upon the Last Words exhibit – letters from those executed in Kilmainham in 1926 to their family and loved ones. I did stop at the section to Muriel McDonagh but did not really read any of the others. If our visit to Kilmainham was two days after the cemetery visit, maybe I might have clicked and stopped to read of Agnes, rather than reverting to the interweb.
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No Virgin Mary – maybe Hell is calling   Last week had me in Capel Street in Dublin which has an eclectic mix and is much changed from my college days. And there I spotted another art installation by Oré. It was a few years ago that I learnt of the artist but it has taken those years for me to spot another.
 Sometimes entering or walking through a cemetery, I will notice a headstone from a distance and be immediately drawn to it. In Abington Cemetery, near Murroe in County Limerick, at six o’clocklast Wednesday morning, the beautifully carved memorial to Catríona Kiely was the magnet that immediately drew me. If a headstone is erected to ensure that the name of the deceased is spoken and remembered, this unique piece of craftsmanship worked. “When there was a death in a small village, everyone knew about it. But with mass migration to the city, the old assumptions didn’t hold true. In a city, there were deaths every day. Here, a person could live unknown and die unnoticed, even by neighbours in the same district. In response to this bewildering new reality the memorial became more important and, for those who could afford it, more elaborate. It announced and recorded the loss; it was a way of keeping the memory alive, of fixing it in a place which would otherwise all too quickly forget. It was a statement of belonging, and an affirmation of individual significance. The city was always restless, shifting, reinventing itself, and a stone represented stillness and permanence. To publish a person’s name and dates there was a bid for posterity. The life might be extinguished, but the firmness of stone, and the work of the mason’s chisel, would testify forever that they had lived.”  In the twelfth century, King Canute ordered the tide, or his tide if you prefer, to stop rising. If failed to comply with his order. Kildare County Council do appear to be more successful as their order for there to be strong currents in the river appeared to be complied with on the evening of our visit. I have seen signs banning swimming due to strong currents but this is the first where strong currents have been ordered by a Local Authority.   As I waited for my takeaway in Leixlip a few months back, this sign had me thinking as to when might Ball Playing not be a Game  Is it a simple error?
In St. Joseph’s Cemetery in Ballyphehane (The Botanics), there are six headstones over four separate graves to The Ladies of St Mary’s Good Shepherd Convent in Sundays Well, from 1875 to 1981. 211 names are listed on these headstones. Molly Ryan died on 14th November 1939 but she is listed on two separate headstones over two different grave plots. It could be a simple administrative error and there ought to be 210 names. However, the benefit of any doubt has drifted away from Mother and Baby Homes such as the Good Shepherd. If there are 211 bodies, one lady is now forgotten in death – even more so than she was in life. I cannot recall ever seeing a message like this carved on a headstone. It definitely resonated with this reader. 
This morning, at early o’clock, in Abington Cemetery, near Murroe, I read that Winifred Frances Barrington experienced the first of the three deaths in May 1921.
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