"'If you think that's funny, just wait until you find out what I forgot to buy for you when I went out shopping today. I'm afraid there's just neigh hay for you to eat over the next week. It will have to be over-ripe apples and the odd sugar lump!" William Forde: April 4th, 2015.
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- Chapter One - The Irish Custom
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Sean and Sarah
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- Chapter 1 - 'Return of the Prodigal Son'
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- Chapter Four : Early Manhood
- Chapter Five : Ned's Secret Past
- Chapter Six : Courtship and Marriage
- Chapter Seven : Liam and Trish marry
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- Chapter One : 'The marriage of Margaret Mawd and Thomas Walsh’
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- Chapter Three 'Marriage breakup and betrayal'
- Chapter Four: ' The Walsh family breakup'
- Chapter Five : ' Liverpool Lodgings'
- Chapter Six: ' Settled times are established and tested'
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- Chapter Ten: ' The murder trial of Paddy Groggy'
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The Woman Who Hated Christmas
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- Chapter One: 'The Christmas Enigma'
- Chapter Two: ' The Breakup of Beth's Family''
- Chapter Three: From Teenager to Adulthood.'
- Chapter Four: 'The Mills of West Yorkshire.'
- Chapter Five: 'Harrison Garner Showdown.'
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- Chapter Seven : 'The ballot for Shop Steward.'
- Chapter Eight: ' Leaving the Mill'
- Chapter Ten: ' Beth buries her Ghosts'
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The Last Dance
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- Chapter One - ‘Nancy Swales becomes the Widow Swales’
- Chapter Two ‘The secret night life of Widow Swales’
- Chapter Three ‘Meeting Richard again’
- Chapter Four ‘Clancy’s Ballroom: March 1961’
- Chapter Five ‘The All Ireland Dancing Rounds’
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‘The Postman Always Knocks Twice’
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Thought for today:
"'If you think that's funny, just wait until you find out what I forgot to buy for you when I went out shopping today. I'm afraid there's just neigh hay for you to eat over the next week. It will have to be over-ripe apples and the odd sugar lump!" William Forde: April 4th, 2015.
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Thought for today: "There is a passion that can be found in some forms of dance which can only be simulated in the throes of unbridled love. Sometimes the feelings go so deep and are so intense in movement that the eyes of the world upon you matter not upon your expressed action and inner desire. For everthing beautiful is in the moment. All you ever wanted to hold is in your arms. Today is the feast day of 'Good Friday', the day when Christ died upon the cross and took unto himself the suffering of the world. 'Why' you might ask 'did Christ do that for me? I didn't ask him to.' The answer is simply because he loved you. Whom among you as a parent, if you saw your child suffering and could take their pain from them and shoulder it instead, wouldn't? Why therefore should Christ be denied the same experience for his children? 'Passion' is the byword for this weekend leading up to Easter Sunday. There are two definitions in the dictionary for 'passion.' The first is 'a strong and barely controllable emotion' and the second is 'the suffering and death of Jesus.' " William Forde: April 3rd,2015. Thought for today: "My mother used to tell me, 'Billy, family is not just an important thing in your life, it is everything' and she was right. Wherever I went as an adult after I left home, I always found the need to return home everytime I needed to feel grounded again. I know that the family bond is forged in blood and this blood tie links us, but be not mistaken, for it is the respect of one another and the joy you find in each other's presence that forever binds you. Like the Three Musketeers, family means 'all for one and one for all.' In this unit of relationships, nobody gets left behind or is forgotten, be they alive or dead.' Every parent knows that for their family to thrive, the love must go around it from one person to another. Every parent knows that children hold the keys to paradise and that a happy family is but an earlier experience of heaven here on earth. So rejoice in the family you have been born into and keep them forever close to you for they are merely you in different shape and form." William Forde: April 2nd, 2015. Thought for today: "Thought for today: "Today I enter hospital again for my fortnightly blood transfusion and that's no April fool. In my youth whenever anyone told a tall story or one that seemed too fantastic to be true, the traditional response in my birth town of Portlaw, County Waterford, Ireland was 'Away with you, you stupid eejit! Sure, away with the fairies and stop wasting my precious time. Now isn't there little enough of it before the good Lord takes it all back? You'll be telling me next that there are wooly pigs foraging in the woods and tramping all over the moor.' When I think back to such words, as mangled in sound and meaning as they may well seem to the unfamiliar English ear, they remain nevertheless as clear as day on a bright Haworth morn over the moors. Happy April Fool's Day, everyone. I'm away for a few pints." William Forde: April 1st, 2015. Thought for toaday: "The love of a creature who loves you every bit as much as you love it can never be matched with your love for another. It is not above nor less than the love you share with your partner, children or other family members and friends; it is simply different and beyond compare. When a mother has a child of her own, the child grows up under her unyielding protection. From the child's birth, she is the sole lifeline to the continued good health of her offspring. This remains so until the child becomes adult and boy and girl become man and woman. This is the time for the mother to sever the umbilical cord between her and her offspring as they go off into the world to make their own home and family, and it is healthy and proper that this is so. But a creature pet that is reared by you from infancy will never want or seek to leave your side until the day they die. Their dependency upon you increases each day they live with you and without your constant intervention in their lives they would sicken and starve. The love they give is always 'unqualified' and whatever kind of day they have, the greeting they give you at the start of each day and upon your return from work is always one of being pleased to be in your company. That is the essential difference between a parent and her child and a mistress and her creature pet." William Forde: March 31st, 2015. Thought for today: "Today I enter hospital again for my fortnightly blood transfusion and that's no April fool. In my youth whenever anyone told a tall story or one that seemed too fantastic to be true, the traditional response in my birth town of Portlaw, County Waterford, Ireland was 'Away with you, you stupid eejit! Sure, away with the fairies and stop wasting my precious time. Now isn't there little enough of it before the good Lord takes it all back? You'll be telling me next that there are wooly pigs foraging in the woods and tramping all over the moor.' When I think back to such words, as mangled in sound and meaning as they may well seem to the unfamiliar English ear, they remain nevertheless as clear as day on a bright Haworth morn over the moors. Happy April Fool's Day, everyone. I'm away for a few pints." William Forde: April 1st, 2015. |
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