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Lovely June Day

Finished; Belt; Brisk; Camera; Seville; John Quinn; The Memorial

Sunday 2 June 2019

21:34

Well I ate breakfast at 09:00 and went back to bed.  Got up again and finished my morning routine; made bed, washed, catheterised, dressed in white underwear, green expensive collared T-shirt, beige woollen socks, ox-blood Barker brogues, steel-blue light trousers with braces and belt, Everlast fleece: just as Óg, Lisa, Gavin, Tom, arrived c 12:00.  Breezy bright morning.  Óg drove Lisa and the two boys in the back seat with me in front in his Hyundai SUV down to Gyles’ Quay.  I led Lisa and the boys for a brisk walk around my usual circuit; to the end of the pier, up around the 20 steps, back through the wasteland behind the houses to the car park where Óg was waiting.  I took a snap of Lisa and the two boys on the pier with her mobile phone camera.  We stopped at the playground and café at Lordship.  Lisa bought me a can of Coke and told me of her plan to visit Seville next week and Chelsea later in the summer.  Anyway I enjoyed the outing.  But before the visitors left Jenkinstown I cooked my lunch/dinner.  Ron came to cut the grass but only got the back done.  Wind increased in velocity this evening for a while and a threat of rain.  I lit the fire around 17:00.  Listened to John Quinn’s documentary about Ballyfin College in the 1950’s.  Watched golf.  Rosanna gone down to Greenore to babysit while Óg and Lisa played golf.  She has just come back there now.  21:49.  Kaymer, Cantlay, Scott; vying for the lead in The Memorial. 

  • Wheat biscuits, sliced banana, milk
  • Fried mushrooms, fried potato, grilled white pudding made from pork and turkey, salt, tomato ketchup; apple tart, coffee
  • An orange

I have a resolution to make porridge and catheterise before I go to bed.  I spent a very uncomfortable night in bed last night.  Acid early in the night and pain at the back of my right thigh almost unbearable towards morning.  Passed a small hard motion, just a malformed pellet really, this afternoon.  700ml in the bag last night c 01:45.  < 400 this morning and this afternoon.  John Quinn asked Seamus Heaney about what he read when he was a child.  Not much, I think?  Certainly none of the pulp I read insatiably.  Adam Scott finished -17, Martin Kaymer, -15; in second and third place respectively.  Partick Cantlay shot a final round of 64 to finish on -19.

  • Porridge made in the microwave with 50g of oatmeal, 300ml of milk, some old boiled rice which I added at “half-time.”  Apple juice
  • Took a Combodart capsule washed down by cold water from the fridge before I went to bed and after I catheterised

Lisa sent me 2 photos before bed time and chatted briefly on Messenger.  The photo above is a selfie by Gavin.

Washed up; Urinating; “Memories;” Real Time

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Saturday 24 December 2016

Never left the house all day.  Prepared lunch; dinner.  Washed up after dinner.  Lit the fire in The White Elephant Lounge in the early afternoon.  Rosanna still wrecked.  She was in bed during the day for a few hours.  Aisling went to Dundalk and Carlingford with Teagan.  I still have trouble over urination.  Much the same as the past few days.  Frequency with bladder and bowel moving in unison.  Read my journal for this day in 2011 and also this day in 2015.  A lot of “memories” on Facebook for this day.  Trouble with The Dell Inspiron.  Real time scanning off.  MVT (McAfee Virtual Technician) did not work for me to turn real time scanning on.  Worried all night about my computer, virus, etc.  Still worried until after mass tomorrow when MVT worked the oracle.  Journaled this morning.  20:27.

·         Wheat biscuits, milk, sliced banana

·         A white pan heel, a small brown heel, butter, smoked cheddar, Ballymaloe relish, ½ a blueberry muffin; tea

·         Steamed Roosters, ham, baked beans in tomato sauce; a banana.  Coffee later

Paul Smyth rang.  He golfed with Casey and Mallon a.m.    

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Sunday 12 June 2016

Not in the best of form.  Mood overhung by golf and iffy weather.  In the event although I played inadequate golf I managed until the 18th where I hit my second shot from behind the mounds near the 13th tee with a 7-iron out of the rough.  It bounced beyond the bunker to the right of the green and Paul Smyth called out that it was “alright.”  However when I got as far as the green the ball was nowhere to be seen.  It must have rolled on under the hedge.  So what was a poor score for me turned into a NR with the last stroke of the round.  I was pretty dejected on the golf course and the faux pas at the last did little to lift my mood.  Anyway keyed in my result and took a shower.  Forgot to pack my towel this morning so I improvised and dried myself off with a second vest I had in the bag and the shirt I wore on the golf course.  I drank a bottle of RiverRock in the bar.  Downed an Americano and a bar of Kit-Kat.  Ate some of Brian Farrell’s crisps and more that I bought myself and emptied out of the Tayto bag onto Brian’s plate.  Brian was eating egg sandwiches and drinking tea.  Paul Smyth tucked into a steak sandwich.  I left Paul home.  Brian Snr. waved several times through the window.  Sore muscle in my right buttock as usual.  Apart from that I did not feel any the worse for wear after the golf.  A little nervous because it was quite warm today.  I drank the contents of the TUI Credit Union water bottle on the course saving the bottle of RiverRock I purchased from Ian Brennan before I went out on the course for later on in the bar.  Louth lost by 7 points to Meath in Parnell Park while we were playing our round which began at 13:06.  Paul 93 – 16 = 77.  Brian 82 – 7 = 75.  Rosanna gave me 2 baked breaded fish cakes for tea as well of some of her own because she thought it was not thoroughly cooked.  Later I ate Corn Flakes and milk.  Wore my dentures all day from early morning until bedtime when I brushed my gums and three remaining teeth.  A first for a long time.  Up early, c 07:30, to pack my golf gear and get ready.  I think I ate Weetabix, sliced banana, milk; for breakfast.  Drank tea too.  Drove to Bellurgan Service Station where I withdrew 2x€50 notes from the service till.  Crossed the mountain to The Strand.  Dessie rang me at The Long Woman’s Grave to say Paul Smyth was not ready at the top of the road and he was not going over to collect him.  Paul rang me in The Strand.  I told him and said, “I was early this morning, I could have collected you.”  Anyway Paul consulted with his father who agreed to run him down to The Strand.  Paul turned up just as four of us; Pringle, Dessie, Mooney, me; sat down for breakfast soon after 10:00 at a round table for 5 towards the back of the new room on the way to the service area.  €35 for 5 full breakfasts including corn flakes for Dermot Mooney and mushrooms for all.  Willie Jones served the breakfasts leaving Dessie until last and gave me €15 change in two notes out of a €50 note.  Good meal.  An egg, a rasher, 2 large sausages, black pudding, white pudding, potato farl, soda pancake, mushrooms, tea, orange juice, red sauce, brown sauce, brown bread, butter, marmalade.  Maybe the repast stood me in good stead later in the day as I laboured round the golf course?  Lively meeting of Cooley Environmental and Health Group.  Theme for Winter Workshop 2017 decided: “Homelessness.”  I tried to get them to consider running with the 17 Sustainable Development Goals 2030 of the United Nations.  But I did not get much of an audience although I used most of my oratorical powers of persuasion.  But maybe my effort lacked conviction?  Pringle had a report of the meeting up on the CEHG website before nightfall.  A good report.  He also has included a link to maps on The National Cancer Registry site.  Paul left The Strand with me at around 12:00 and I took him to his home to collect his golf gear.  Julie and Ella sitting eating at the table in the kitchen in sunny humour.  I wished Julie well for her wedding on Saturday.  Paul and I reached the club in plenty of time and booked in for golf.  Entrance + 2’s + RiverRock = €8.50.  The European soccer championship has started.  Poland 1, Northern Ireland 0, today.  England drew with Russia last night 1 – 1.  Berger won the St. Jude Classic by 3 from Mickelson, Koepka, Stricker; with Dustin Johnston in 5th scoring the low round of the tournament, 63, on the last day including a chip-in eagle on a back 9 of 29, a record for the back 9.  I watched some of it on Sky Sports 4.  But there had been a delay, it was getting late, tiredness got the better of me.   

Windy: Up-to-date: Winners: Staatsoper

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Sunday 8 November 2015

Drove across the mountain on a windy and wet morning to The Strand.  Breakfast with Dessie and also Dennis Pringle.  No sign of Dermot Mooney.  An accident on the Newry/Omeath road, Dennis told us.  Dennis chaired a good meeting of Cooley Environmental and Health Group.  I took a few photos and uploaded 2 of them later onto Facebook.  Formatted my Canon.  I drove home from Omeath the long way stopping off in the golf club where I had an Americano and a short conversation with Joe Molloy who was in the bar with his son Joseph and Larry Hughes.  “Did you ever play in a cup final, Buster?”  “An FAI cup final?  No.”  I listened to the cup final from the Aviva inattentively working on the Dell Inspiron in the sitting room.  Dundalk scored in the last few minutes of extra time and ran out 1 – 0 winners over Cork City and were by all accounts the superior team.  But it was close.  The Pats were beaten in Drogheda in the first round of the Leinster Club Championship by Ballyboden St. Enda’s, 1 – 08 v 0 – 07.  I wrote out the minutes of the TUIRMA AGM.  Trouble with the Mail app on my Dell.  Also e-mailed on the Acer Silvia re RENEW starting on 25 November.  Got my journal up-to-date working in the sitting room.  I ate boiled rice and chicken curry for tea.  Supper of wheat bisks, sliced banana, milk.  Trousers damp at the front and the inside of my thighs uncomfortable.  Felt better when I washed my teeth, head and body and put on pyjamas.  I think I lit the fire and anyway there was a good fire going in the White Elephant Lounge most of the evening.  Very few people braved the elements to get out on the golf course today.  Read about Gotterdammerung, the twilight of the gods, on Wikipaedia.  Tried to grapple with the program of Staatsoper Unter den Linden next summer when Ekaterina Gubanova will figure in The Ring conducted by Daniel Barenboim.

Some Chocolate Cookies: Blood: Cheque: Grate

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Sunday 28 December 2014

Writing at 20:50 in No. 13 Oaklawns where I am checking that the heat is on. 0⁰C outside. Slept this morning until 09:00. Wheat bisks, milk, a mug of tea, some chocolate cookies; for breakfast. Rosanna up late. Cleaned out the fire in The White Elephant Lounge. Brushed teeth drawing blood. Rinsed mouth and gargled with Colgate Plax. Washed cranium and nether parts. Dressed in blue shirt, navy cardigan, brown small check slacks, black Calvin Klein socks, black Clark’s brogues. Journalled. I turned the heat on in Jenkinstown last night at 04:00. Bought blocks and 2 bars of Cadbury’s Turkish. Lit the fire after lunch. Sunny day. Not cold. Rosanna and I turned off the heat in the afternoon. Lunch: cheese-on-toast, a sectioned tomato, a chopped medium sized onion, a mug of tea, a Cadbury’s Turkish. Rosanna drove me in her white 1999 Toyota Corolla to No. 13 Oaklawns. Set the timer on the central heating for 20:00 —> 23:00 and 02:00 —> 05:00. Oil low. Rosanna lit the sitting room fire in Oaklawns with briquettes and pine cones. Journalled at home. Looked up the photo Anne sent me by mobile phone on St. Stephen’s Day and uploaded it onto Facebook on my page and thence to Brendan Muldowney’s. Beef stew for dinner including tasty Kerr’s Pinks. Also 2 satsumas, coffee, Rich Tea biscuits. My eyes not functioning well. Drove to town in my white 2010 Toyota iQ on a frosty night filling my tank at Ballymascanlon Service Station on the way in. ~ €29. Caught the last spark in the fire in Oaklawns with the last 2 ½ briquettes. Heat on ok. Wore my Crombie overcoat and the scarf JJ gave me with a golf tool for Christmas. Made in China 100% Acrylic. Sparely furnished the house in Oaklawns looks well. Tottenham Hotspurs 0, Manchester United 0. I think all the leading teams including Chelsea and Manchester City drew today. I think I ate wheat bisks, sliced banana, milk; for supper.

Monday 29 December 2014

Posted cheque to Christine in Carlow. Posted mandate for a DD to Disabled Artists.

1. French bread, butter, marmalade, tea

2. Wheat bisks, sliced banana, milk

3. 0.5l porridge, sliced banana, honey, Brie, satsuma

4. A bowl of beefstew, French bread and butter, a mince pie (part of a gift from Fidelis), a glass of fortified milk

· Ate 8 Quality Street (part of a gift from Eleanor) c 18:45.

Drove to Greenore c 14:15. Heat on ok. “Steam” on the glass “wall” at the back. A leak? Pissed upstairs in the club and retreated back home. Left a voice mail for Lisa. She text’d me back before bed-time. She and David will be down before the end of the week. Óg also rang in the afternoon and spoke too to Rosanna who was making plans. Cleaned out the fire in Oaklawns and brought the burnt out grate home to Rosanna who was full of expletives. Mobile Wi-Fi not working in Oaklawns either. 1⁰C. A lot of white frost around our house in Jenkinstown. The roads clear. Fidelis called in the afternoon. She hastened away when Paul Smyth rang on my mobile.

Connolly’s Shoes: Tax Claims: Skype: Hillerod

Thursday 16 October 2014

Wheat bisks, sliced banana, milk; for breakfast. Washed teeth. Cleaned face and body with Epsom Salts solution. The wash definitely had a freshening effect. Dressed in navy blue from top to toe including shirt and socks. Brown Connolly’s shoes. Played totally through my iTunes library. Pinch in my right hip. Chicken salad prepared by Rosanna and taken from the fridge; for my lunch. Later using a steak knife and a fork I ate an orange. Porridge, sliced banana, honey; cheddar: for tea. Coffee. In case there may be any misunderstanding let me point out that I prepared the porridge myself, 50% milk and 50% water, boiled on the left bottom ring of the electric cooker. Rosanna working in her arm-chair on tax claims (refunds). Eleanor Wehrly called at lunchtime. Listened to a recorded concert on Lyric FM at 20:00. Korngold, Weber, Mahler. Haydn later. Piano quartet type of thing. Interesting. Listened to The Late Debate. Collywobbles on the stock market in the USA. Rosanna went to town today. 22:45. Discovered (rediscovered) last night the photos of Joe Finegan’s 85th birthday party. I thought they were lost forever. Quality pleasing. I think I stayed up until nearly 01:00 drinking tea and reading my journal for September 2014 in hard copy.

Friday 17 October 2014

Breakfasted, made bed, washed, dressed; in time for an ENUSP Skype meeting at 12:00. Delayed entry for a shite. Long meeting. Piotr left before the end. To catch a train? My fare to Hillerod will be paid? Rosanna gave me 4 fried sausages while I was on Skype. I made porridge for myself afterwards. Right hip calmer today? Lit fire in The White Elephant Lounge, washed again at 19:30 and donned pyjamas. Listened to the first part of the concert from NCH. The Italian Symphony, Mozart Oboe Concerto. Watched TV news at 21:00. Then went down to the sitting room. Surfed. At 22:00 journalled on The Acer P3, 15th and 16th October 2014. Put a note about Hillerӧd on the ENUSP Facebook page. ENUSP site not functioning properly? Ate Rice Krispies and milk for supper. A mug of tea, 2 slices of bread, butter, blackcurrant jam before bed. 00:21. Rosanna went in early this morning before I got up and made some headway in the income tax office. “The woman that was there was prepared to be helpful.”

Eva Hamill’s Retirement as Sacristan

After decades of service as sacristan in St. Mary’s Church, Bellurgan and, subsequently, in Our Lady of The Wayside Church, Jenkinstown, Eva Hamill retired officially from her sacred duty on Saturday 16 February 2013.  Her retirement was marked with a presentation from Gemma McDermott, chairperson of the pastoral council, and another from Fr. Pádraig Murphy PP DD, parish priest of Lordship and Ravensdale.  The presentation followed a very moving mass including blessing and anointing with oil celebrated by Fr. Murphy starting at 11.00.  This mass was Eva’s final duty as sacristan.  It included the hymn “To Do Your Will” sung after communion at Eva’s request.

EPF eHealth Seminar; Hotel Bloom, Brussels, 23 January 2013

The European Patients’ Forum seminar was subtitled “The way towards large-scale deployment of eHealth: where do patients stand?”  The final speaker at the forum who presented on the topic “Setting up a multi-stakeholder platform on eHealth” was Elena Bonfiglioli of Microsoft.  She is pictured below with Seán Crudden, secretary, Irish Mental Patients’ Educational and Representative Organisation (IMPERO).  The final session was chaired by Nicola Bedlington, Director, EPF.

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Clinic; Creative Writing; Renew

Wednesday 12 December 2012.

Up soon after 07.00. Dropped Eamonn outside the restaurant in DkIT c 08.50. Piddled in Saint Oliver’s and then got in to the clinic, my second attempt. Collette opened the locked door. A tall statuesque dark student nurse emerged from within after a while and told me that Pakie would not be in until 09.45 and apologised. So I went back to Saint Oliver Plunkett’s Hospital and gave Mary Mag a small box of Cadbury’s Roses. Less coherent than usual she was happy enough. Her bed was neat and the nurses were coming in with porridge when I left. Mickey Lane blew me when I was walking in to the Clinic. 25 mg of Risperdal Consta in the left “side.” Pakie told me the joke about the woman with a duck under her arm. “What do you think of my pig?” I told him my story of Billy Hulme and the wife. Good humour all round. Pakie had slept it! Drove home and rang Jo Malone and John Finnegan. Could not “get” Eva. Kevin McGeough bought me tea and toast in Glenda’s. We talked about singing and the usual things. His sister, Sheila, in the final stages of illness at home from hospital at her request. €1 for 3 apples. “Have you nothing smaller?” Glenda. “I am looking for change,” I said handing her a €20 note and showing her my empty purse. €10 note + 4x€2 coins + €1 coin. Used the €1 coin to park in DkIT straddling a line between 2 cars alongside a shed in the car-park beside Carroll’s building. Took a few snaps outside before and 1 of Ferdia Mac Anna after the creative writing class. Enquired at reception about the protocol for taking photos. I wrote a brief story about my handball match in 1961 with Pat Kiernan. A little precipitation. Fried cold small microwaved potatoes and a piece of Salmon Wellington on the Tefal pan in butter; reheated carrots parsnips peas by microwave in the “circus” bowl; heated the coagulated gravy in the roasting dish on a ring of the cooker; put a few slices of cold silverside on my plate; laid out the salt and tomato sauce. A tasty repast. Washed it all down with a nice glass of McGuigan red. Rosanna golfed 12 holes with Pat Cluskey. Alan Ratcliff rang on my mobile when I was sitting at the window in the meeting room of Our Lady of The Wayside Church c 19.35 when I was waiting for Renew to start at 20.00 and warming the room up. Briege who has had teeth pulled unwell due partly at least to Wafarin in her system. So no Alan and no kettle! When Dessie turned up I drove home in the rain and took the kettle out of an empty house. Rosanna gone in to DkIT to collect Eamonn? Fr. Paddy Larkin, John “Feather” Finnegan, Jo Malone; also turned up. John, Dessie and I stayed on afterwards for tea in disposable cups that I had supplied along with 0.5l of cow’s milk. Nice, I thought, with Dessie’s Ginger Nut biscuits. Feather showed an interested Fr. Larkin Michael O’Hanlon’s history of Cooley while I was boiling the kettle. But Fr. Larkin left before we drank tea. Jo had already departed. Ate some cold chicken curry at home and searched the archive on indymedia.ie and Sean’s Space on the subject of love, for my “homework.” After supper washed teeth and got to bed around 23.10. Rang Áine this morning outside the clinic. She returned my call in the evening and I waxed on about Mental Health: Peers in Progress.

Trimmed: Snickers: Ash Bucket: Deadline

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Wednesday 28 November 2012.

Exercised, showered, trimmed my neck and upper lip. Attended Ferdia MacAnna’s class at 12.30. Not the boardroom this time. His office a long narrow rectangular room. A guy beside me wrote nothing. He was “thinking.” Seán Wiseman. I made a big impression with my description of M I O’Flynn. “I never heard anything like that before,” Ferdia remarked. But I think it was my voice rather than my writing. Bought milk and apples in Lidl. Filled my white Toyota iQ with computer, camera, scissors, ash bucket, brush, shovel, poker, tongs, towel, handwash cream, a drinking glass, James Kilbane CD. Bought briquettes and a Snickers Duo in the shop. Decided not to light the fire. Put on the central heating in the old schoolhouse, lit all the lights, hung about for nearly 2 hours listening to the CD on the computer which displayed a photo of last Advent’s Renew Group in Patsy Treanor’s. Scoffed both parts of the Snickers Duo. My stomach a little acid, the effect of eating a lot of bread today. But the Snickers cured that. Eventually Dessie rolled up around 19.40, Alan Ratcliff around 19.45 and in quick succession near the deadline of 20.00 Fr. Paddy Larkin, Breege and Patsy Treanor, Brian Glynn . John Finnegan came in a little late and I vacated my chair to let him sit down and went and got another chair for myself from the store on the way in to the kitchen. I had set out 7 chairs around the brown bull on which I cast the envelope containing the booklets and the brown case containing my glasses. Anyway I am not going to give a blow by blow account but the session went well, I thought, including an alternative gospel from Dessie which he had downloaded from the Catholic Priests’ Association site. I finished up the session singing a verse and chorus of “O, Little Town of Bethlehem,” and then “Ubi Caritas” x 2. Rosanna home from golf in tolerant mood when I reached my own fireside. The radiators made little impression on the cold. 2 of them not functioning. Posted grant application in Jenkinstown on my way in to DkIT and also the reply card to Claire’s invitation.