Did you know that Saint Brigid, Ireland’s foremost female holy person, liked to drink tea whilst eating chips? Or that the King Of Leinster was so amazing that his wife named a packet of cheese and onion crisps after him?
Paul Timoney writes:
Above is a video of a book that was written by pupils of Saint Brigid’s School for children with special needs in Mullingar. the book is on sale online [link below] and proceeds are being used to buy a new school bus. we would very much appreciate a share. thanks.
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Thanks for posting. I will be performing the story tonight at The Monday Echo at The International Bar in Dublin …and I’ll bring a box of books with me for people that would like to buy one.
Not too many comments here, plenty of sharing though!
Good luck with it ! :)
Thanks very much. The authors are very pleased to know that their work is being appreciated.
+1
Good luck!
Is this the Dublin indie scenster and name-dropper Paul Timoney?
No it’s his ma and I don’t want you calling this number any more.
:) No.
I’d like to give a lake of beer to God.
I’d love the heavenly
Host to be tippling there
For all eternity.
I’d love the men of Heaven to live with me,
To dance and sing.
If they wanted, I’d put at their disposal
Vats of suffering.
White cups of love I’d give them
With a heart and a half;
Sweet pitchers of mercy I’d offer
To every man.
I’d make Heaven a cheerful spot
Because the happy heart is true.
I’d make the men contented for their own sake.
I’d like Jesus to love me too.
I’d like the people of heaven to gather
From all the parishes around.
I’d give a special welcome to the women,
The three Marys of great renown.
I’d sit with the men, the women and God
There by the lake of beer.
We’d be drinking good health forever
And every drop would be a prayer.
(10th century Poem attributed to Brigid)
That is wonderful…and I feel as though the version of Saint Brigid that would write such lines quite tallies with the character in the children’s story…as does the kind of God who would grant a miracle by saying “yeah. Yes.” He may have already downed a fair bit of that lake of beer by then.