Our Lord fell three times on the road to Calvary, so let’s not be too disappointed that the youthful
Waxing not so lyrical
When Squinter read that there’s a play starting at the Lyric soon called Molly Wobbly’s Tit Factory, at first he thought it was a homage to bare-bellied taxi drivers (see story left). But then he asked about the office and learned that it’s actually a musical.
My marathon highs and lows
HIGHLIGHTS 1. Sheltering in City Hall with marathon veteran from New York Fr Brian Jordan — chaplain to the trade unions of the Big Apple — before the 9am start while thousands were getting drenched outside waiting for the Lord Mayor Niall Óg to sound the starting horn (gun for off apparently decommissioned).
Give the man a chance
A WORD of caution to all those lining up to giggle at Mike Nesbitt as he prepares to spend 24 hours with a family living in straitened circumstances: Not so fast. For while a Sinn Féin member or DUP member from West or East Belfast might be laughed out of court if they suggested they were going to spend a night in Ballymurphy or Ballybeen
Testing the nuts and bolts of national mores
Do you miss David Trimble? Me neither. I interviewed him once a long time ago. As I waited, he moved around the UUP headquarters in that nervy way he had, softly whistling (no, not The Sash’, some classical piece, perhaps an aria from an opera, but definitely nothing common).
Unionists running out of time on language
Last time I was in Glengormley’s St Enda’s GAC, Seán Fox was on the committee and we were discussing setting up an Irish class for members. That was in 1983. Seán, a solid patriot, was murdered in his home by loyalists in 1993, just months before the ceasefires.