by Cliodhna Ni Anluain
My memory of Sundays include Sunday Miscellany, hearing the different voices early in the morning as everyone woke, listening to the song, poetry and read prose stories that were snippets of life in Ireland. These days I listen by podcast, missing the music and poetry (for copyright reasons, bah hu...
My memory of Sundays include Sunday Miscellany, hearing the different voices early in the morning as everyone woke, listening to the song, poetry and read prose stories that were snippets of life in Ireland. These days I listen by podcast, missing the music and poetry (for copyright reasons, bah hum...