0 By Cathy Fowley In Christmas stories, MemoirPosted December 9, 2019A star, a star, dancing in the nightThe Church was a mile away from us on a dark country road. I remember going to Midnight Mass with Daddy, Mammy and the rest of the family. We had torches. The Church had no heating and was very [...] READ MORE
0 By Cathy Fowley In Christmas stories, Dublin storiesPosted December 2, 2019All is calm, all is bright READ MORE