I usually held my father’s hand and would walk on the outside of the path as the hedges and bushes we passed seemed to develop a sinister aspect in the night shadows. Our footsteps resonated in the silence of the night. No memory of the cold temperatures of those nights remains with me. Only the joy of the special experience.
Walking to the church in the cold and dark, we snuggled into new coats, hats and gloves and counted the lighted candles that stood in each window to welcome the Christ Child.
The Holly Bough is one of those unique publications that deserves a heritage rating: indeed, it may already have one. Seventy years ago in Cork and Kerry, it was as much part of Christmas as Santa and the candles perilously lit in curtained windows. Stories, poems, puzzles, games, it kept us busy for days. …
‘A Taste of Ireland – The Christmas Spectacular’, is Ireland’s most vivid portrayal from the Celtic heart.
‘This is an Irish novel that is afraid of nothing, least of all of being thought of as an Irish novel.’
Christmas at the Celtic Club
Christmas Fair and Concert at St Enda’s