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A WOMAN told me recently that if she hears one more bad poem about water charges, she may take the extreme retaliatory action of paying her water charges bill, in the unlikely event that it ever actually arrives.

Athlone’s Poetry in the Park group have two more accolades to add to their achievements for the year with a launch of  another small chapbook collectio

In the closing two years of the war most Londoners thought that the worst of the bombing raids were over. Instead, for a brief and intense period, a more sinister chapter of death from the skies opened. Flying bombs, launched from occupied Europe, flew into London. They were pilotless and practically without sound, except for a wail as they descended. They terrorised a war-weary people.* Many, who had braved the previous raids, felt that this was a horror too far. They sought refuge in quieter rural areas.

A new book of poems by the late Mairéad Friel from Drummin, Westport, has just been published.

The four Macnamara children, John, Nicolette, Brigit and Caitlin, when abandoned by their father, must have sought some stability from their mother Yvonne. But she was distracted by her passion for Nora Summers, and was just not available. Instead they were scooped up by the artist Augustus John, and his mistress Dorelia McNeil, and, saying good-bye to Doolin, were brought to live in his rambling red-brick home in Dorset. At the end of a sweep of gravel, lost in rhododendrons and trees, Alderney Manor was surrounded by miles of moorland. It was an ideal and happy playground for young children.

AT A time when some Irish painters came to the west of Ireland and depicted a rural idyll, Bernard Canavan was, like many other people his age in the 1950s, boarding a boat to England.

This Friday November 21 at 6pm the gallery of Roscommon Arts Centre sees the opening of The Kingcat of Keshcorran. This is the final exhibition in the 2014 visual arts programme and with plenty of Roscommon links, this is an exhibition that will interest many.

One of the most interesting hotels in Ireland is the Falls Hotel, Ennistymon, Co Clare. Apart from its spectacular setting overlooking the River Inagh as it cascades over wide ledges almost immediately outside its door, this distinctive building conceals within its walls an 18th century mansion, and a late medieval castle. It was the home of the one-time wealthy Macnamaras, landlords of vast Clare territories. The last of the clan to hold any real status was Henry Valentine Macnamara (known as Henry Vee), the High Sheriff of Co Clare, and a character to be reckoned with. One December morning in 1919, Henry Vee and friends (who included a British army officer and a Lady Beatrice O’Brien), set out in a convoy of cars for a woodcock shoot in the Burren.

A POET, a short story writer, and an emerging Galway writer are the readers at Over The Edge in the Galway City Library on Thursday November 20 at 6.30pm.

Even though the 20th successive Autumn Gathering centred on the talented Lady Augusta Gregory and her influence on the Celtic cultural revival at the beginning of the last century, it was her prodigy, WB Yeats, who stole the show.