A speckled thrush upon a bush pours forth her matin hymn A new-born hope has in her woke; with her 'tis not a whim. Some wondrous thrills her bosom fills - what can she do but sing When back again o'er wood and plain has come the joyful Spring. Tomás Ó Muircheartaigh holding a bird. … Continue reading The Joyful Spring
Most of us have at one time or another been unlucky enough to experience some unpleasant illness or ailment which lays us low. Thankfully, our recoveries from such infirmities are in the main, rapid and full. In days gone by however, and prior to the arrival of the flu-jab, our forebears had to resort to … Continue reading A cough? Here’s some snails!