ALL THINGS NEW

 PERILOUS GRACE

Strange crawling carpets of the grass, 

Wide windows of the sky;

So in this perilous grace of God

With all my sins go I: 

 

And things grow new though I grow old,

 

Though I grow old and die.    

 by G.K. Chesterton,

from 'A Second Childhood'   

 

GOING NATIVE

 HAIR, HAIR !

Last weekend the North Clare village of Corofin hosted what organisers claim is the first Irish Beard and Moustache Championships. I’m sure all my fellow facially haired Hermonites (mostly gents I presume!) will be interested in the new champ, pictured above. Plenty of time to shampoo, groom and coax our natural scrub into shape for next years event! By the way the ‘Festival of Finn’ has also incorporated the World Stone Throwing Championship into the festival, 10 out of 10 I say for the laterally thinking committee who hatched the whole thing. Now that I think of it, maybe they’d run the entire country for a while, couldn’t do any worse etc., etc.,…~GOSh.~