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In which the author and poet weaves an elegant tapestry of quotations, musings, aphorisms, and autobiographical reflections on life growing up in Ireland.

Owner: Norrie

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Latest Blog Posts for Norrie's Musings

  • The Robin...
    on May 13, 2011 in robin
    A little bit of Heaven came to visit me today.It hopped around the garden,In its fascinating way.It ate the food I placed for itAnd sang a cheerful song,This feisty little robin,How I wished that it would stay.But it left a simple message,As it gaily...
  • Something Rash...
    on May 9, 2011 in Rash
    Onetime, when we lived in Drimoleague, my Mam had a rash on her face and somebody told her to put zinc ointment on it, which is white you know, and someone else told her to put tar ointment on it, which is black. Well she put white ointment where 'tw...
  • Irish baby food...
    on May 7, 2011
    In my time children used to have this as a meal, it's called Goodie. They're usen't be so many baby foods long ago and they'd be expensive, people just had the plain things I suppose. I've had it a few times; it's alright, at least you knew what you...
  • The Carpenter...
    on May 6, 2011
    My sister Kitty got a chest of drawers made and when she went into the carpenter she said; "You never put the knobs on my chest since...Oh no!...I meant my drawers." He was in stitches.
  • Chewing On A Bone...
    on May 5, 2011
    When I was going to school Nanny told me to call into the butchers on the way home for a bone for the dog. When I got there, instead of asking for a bone for the dog, I asked for a bone for my Aunt. He gave it to me and said; "Here, that should keep...
  • The Shoe Factory...
    on May 4, 2011
    When I was in the shoe factory in Bantry I remember Miss Anton, the supervisor, coming in to me and she said; "There's hardly any sewing being done in that room, they're sleeping with open eyes!" And she meant it. I thought that it was comical. Hardl...
  • Real Wealth...
    on May 3, 2011
    There was a man in bandon who was very poor, with no family you know, but popular with people. They used to call him 'Tol-ol'. He died anyway and when I went up to the chapel a year later I saw his grave and t'was very well kept, with a beautiful hea...
  • A Witty Telegram...
    on May 1, 2011 in train
    My father was an inspector on the railway and he had this story. It happened somewhere on what used to be the Great Southern Railway. I don't know where exactly but my father had it anyway. There was an engine driver named Gilligan and his engine ca...
  • A Quick Wit...
    on Apr 30, 2011 in wit funeral
    One time in Bandon, the priest was near Jack at the funeral saying prayers, when the bell went and the priest noticed that Jack had finished well before him. "You were quick at saying the Angelus Jack." said the priest suspiciously, and yer man said...
  • Stout and Milk...
    on Apr 29, 2011 in tonic guinness flu
    This is an old Irish tonic - I used to have it especially if I felt run down or had the flu;  it's a pick-me-up-after. It used to be given in hospitals and places as a tonic. Up in Gurranebraher, a hospital near Cork, there was a girl there fo...
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