There were 50,073 in the crowd at Lansdowne Road for the European Rugby Cup semi-final between Leinster and Stade Toulousain. It was a great occasion; the sort to which Leinster have become accustomed in recent seasons. Two seasons ago, they set a world record for a club match when over 80,000 attended Croke Park for a match against Munster.
But compare the crowds enjoyed by Leinster with those for clubs playing in the same League, and the disparity is vast. Crowds of 1-2,000 would not be uncommon for the less …
My memory is occasionally, and sometimes frequently, faulty. People appear in places they couldn’t have been. Events are recalled in the wrong location (such as hearing on the car radio the result of the 1994 FA Cup final outside Blackrock Shopping Centre in south Co Dublin when we did not move to Dublin until five years later). Conversations are imagined, or rewritten, or disappear altogether.
Such faulty recall is not a good basis for quoting people, but in my very fallible memory Clare Short, the longtime Member of Parliament in …
A meeting completed – Jesus probably tearing his hair out and wondering why he bothered. ‘Why do we do things this way?’ was asked. It was a legitimate question – a ‘paradigm shift is required’, a lecturer in college days might have commented.
The wrong paradigm? It recalled a theological book where I was delighted to find the following under ‘paradigm miscalculations’.
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“Thomas said to him ‘My Lord and my God’.” John 20:28
There is a Chinese proverb, “May you live in interesting times”. Growing up in rural England I certainly didn’t live in interesting times, I felt we lived in the most boring place on Earth. In fact, I was quite certain of it until challenged by someone who was adamant that rural Ireland in the 1960s was significantly more boring. I suppose it is a daft argument, how do you measure boredom? What the feeling reflected was a desire to …
I stood in a churchyard in Co Laois this afternoon, for no reason other than to savour the tranquility of the moment. Going out through the gate, I wandered the road down to the holy well, and to the river beyond. The Irish Midlands are an enigmatic place; unknown to me until last year, or almost From April 2008, I found this piece:
The Curragh looked well as I drove westwards this morning. The gorse bushes were a brilliant yellow in bright April sunlight. There was no thunder of hooves
Fine Gael were holding a church gate collection at Mountrath church yesterday. (The mere concept of a political party holding a church gate collection, seems absurd, since when were they a charitable cause?) By the time I arrived for the 11.30 service, they were packing up to leave, removing the opportunity to ask whether the collection would be given to taxpayers’ who must bear the cost of the banking bailout.
Not that those at the church gate would have been likely to have given a coherent answer. Questioning Fine Gael …