On this Tuesday – 13th Sept.. 2022 – preceded by “Jimmy Reidy & Friends” with a wonderful programme with focus on a splendid Show featuring Friends from Newmarket recorded several years ago at 8pm (the repeat of which one may hear after the Maureen Henry Show on Sunday night just after 10.30pm) we invite you to also tune into “Radio Treasures” this Tuesday from 9.10 to 11.30pm on Cork Music Station. Feel very welcome to contact the live programme by emailing corkmusicstation @gmail.com or texting 086 825 0074 – One may also WhatsApp that number. Tonight’s programme includes lots of uplifting songs, music, musings and requests….and lots of great Interviews. And we chat about the following selection of images relating to a wide variety of subjects – accessed from Millstreet Museum Pictorial Archives…. Interviews with Brendan Murphy & grandson Ronan in Mullingar at 10pm….And at 10.10pm we chat with six people relating to this weekend’s very successful O’Leary Clan Gathering in Inchigeela…and there’s more, much more!Happy listening! Tap on the images to enlarge. (S.R.)
Irish Red Cross looking for NEW volunteers to give Therapeutic Hand Care in the care facilities of Kanturk and Millstreet locality.
The Irish Red Cross community support team is well established in Millstreet/ Kanturk Community Hospitals. We would like new members to join our team.
No past experience is needed, and volunteers will be trained to give a thorough and safe therapeutic hand care and massage to residents in the local hospitals and other venues in our local locality. Provision of the service can help promote a sense of wellbeing for clients and a regular friendly visit from a local community volunteer.
The relaxing effects of the message is very beneficial, especially for those with painful or stiff joints, it can improve flexibility and suppleness, boost morale of patient and it’s a means of communication through touch and spending time with the person is the most valuable aspect of the service.
We also get involved with other events locally or regionally.
If you are interested in finding out more about this established service in our area and would like to join. Full training will be given and one becomes a member of Irish Red Cross.
Dia is Mhuire díobh go léir a chairde and welcome to my report.
So the Queen has died, went to sleep at 96, letting us know once again that they don’t forget anyone. We have no hope of recalling the changes that have come about since she assumed the throne in 1952, at the tender age of 25. I left the Presentation Secondary School in 1950, at the age of 17. Education for girls, or indeed for anybody at that time, counted for very little. Those who were blessed with a lively mind, a good brain and an element of ambition about them, forged ahead and sought a better way of life than the stay-at-home kind who were satisfied or maybe forced to carry on the same as all those before them. To show signs of trying to better oneself very often brought snide remarks and opinions that someone is aiming above his station. Some of my friends took the boat the England to become nurses, because there were no places here in Ireland where they could do so. My one ambition in life was to become a nurse, but as it turned out my dream I could not fulfil, because I was needed at home to help with the farm work. The lives of many young men were spoiled when they had to stay at home to cut the corn, etc, when parents were getting too old and the other sibling had already flown the coop. There they had to stay and take antiquated orders from bossy parents or maybe do it the old way rather than to offend them and in time succumb to their ways. If by any chance a fellow met a girl whom he may like to marry and settle down with, well, she would have to pass the very rigid test of being of good stock, of being well thought of and more important still to have a suitable fortune. Love counted for nothing. It was not unknown for a girl to have to go to England or America the top up her fortune before she qualified. Many of those who failed to get hitched, lived on in the bit of land, in time parents grew old, some living to a great age while the son or daughter advanced in years themselves and when both parents were dead found themselves in a no-man’s-land, with nothing but their own death facing them.