Country Living
The long and very short journey from ‘57 to now
Country Living with Francis Farragher
THERE was a fair confluence of emotions last week when the year 1957 took on its own special significance for me, but in fairness most of them were good ones, and little landmarks along the road of life are never too bad once a body and mind are in decent enough shape to enjoy them.
Back in 1987, on what was the first sun holiday of my life in the island of Cyprus, I remember being in a pub one night where a Scottish man held a bit of an impromptu party to celebrate his 50th birthday, and I thought to myself that: “Gee, this lad is pushing on a bit.”
The cycle of life does seem to motor into freewheel mode after 30 or so but there’s little point in trying to put any brake on that sprint of time, other than making a reasonable effort at enjoying each day as it comes and making the most of it.
Like many people of my generation, I tend to peruse the memoriam columns of the two local papers of the area – The Tuam Herald and the Connacht Tribune – where every week, without fail, you will see a face, and often someone you know, who has passed away without seeing 30 summers.
In that context, birthdays of increasing magnitude, are occasions to be celebrated rather than to get depressed about, as we really do have to make the most of the hand of cards that we have been dealt.
The passing years do have their curious consolations. You begin to realise that instead of trying to jog a 5k anymore, it makes a lot more sense to walk it; you get forgiven a lot more easily for forgetting the name of someone you haven’t met for a few years; and there’s a tad more consideration given to you when you plead for understanding on the need for a couple of ‘pints of plain’ to round off the chores of the day and settle you in for a good night’s sleep.
There’s also a tendency for the birthday class of ’57 to make a greater effort to abide by speed limits, (admittedly helped by those surreptitious white and red vans hiding behind trees and corners of walls), as one could be the target of a smirky remark such as: “That ould lad would want to slow down a bit in that fancy car.”
I’ve been told by people (who know about these things), that the older one gets, the more effort that should be put into stretching your muscles and loosening your joints every morning and evening, but you know you’re in trouble on this one, when you sit down to watch the nine-o-clock news but never get to see the weather at the end, due to the stealthy arrival of The Sandman.
For more, read this week’s Connacht Tribune.
Country Living with Francis Farragher
WE all get attached . . . nay, even dependent . . . on our technology devices, most notably the mobile phone, but here and there the technology does spook me a bit.
A couple of weeks ago, as I sat into my car one evening as I prepared to head for the hills, I began to sing a verse or two of the Beatles classic ‘Yesterday’.
The Apple CarPlay system was on in my car and I had scarcely completed the first verse of the song when lo and behold what started to play on the speakers but of one Paul McCartney with the ‘real thing’.
Now, some of my technology nerd acquaintances will come up with a simple explanation as to why this happened but it surely wasn’t a coincidence.
There are times too when I think I’m paranoid, or maybe not, when after certain conversations have taken place about anything from cars to canisters, an ad flashes across my iPhone about the topic we’d just been discussing.
And now, the latest buzz words in the whole chain of technology advancement are Artificial Intelligence or AI, which I have to admit is just a little bit above my basic level of competency or understanding of high-tech jargon.
Being of country stock, the AI initials always meant only one thing back the years – artificial insemination – when the man with the straws of bull semen would arrive on the farm to impregnate cows in what had to be a very non-pleasurable experience for all concerned.
For more, read this week’s Connacht Tribune.
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Country Living with Francis Farragher
Sometimes, the return drive from Dublin after a weekend sojourn in The Capital can feel a bit longer than it should. The passengers are generally tired and try to steal forty winks so often the radio is the best companion to court. With local stations out of range, I flicked through the channels on a Sunday evening and stumbled into one of those programmes that once you hear the beginning of . . . well it just sucks you in.
It was a documentary made a number of years back for Radio 1 on the Whistleblowers’ theme, featuring the story of one Father Gerard McGinnity who in the late 1970s and early 1980s was regarded as one of the ‘up-and-coming stars’ of the Catholic Church in Ireland being appointed as Senior Dean of Maynooth College in 1978 at the age of 32, decades younger than any of his predecessors.
The Armagh native seemed destined for high places in the Church hierarchy, with ‘the sky the limit’ for someone so young to have advanced so quickly through the ranks. However, all was to change dramatically around 1984, when Fr. McGinnity was made aware of allegations of possibly of improper contacts between the then Vice-President of Maynooth College, a Fr. Micheál Ledwith, and young seminarians.
Fr. McGinnity, still alive and well in his mid-70s, spoke on the documentary about how he wrestled with his conscience and what he should do after these concerns were raised with him.
Eventually, he made the decision, that he needed to express his concerns to a number of bishops and the then Papal Nuncio, Gaetano Alibrandi, expecting that his concerns would be treated in confidence and properly investigated. Neither of those two things happened.
For more, read this week’s Connacht Tribune.
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Country Living with Francis Farragher
It’s a condition that’s eased with the passing of time but here and there little symptoms of it return. A sore calf muscle; a cough that lasts more than a week or so; a stiffness in the back of the neck of shoulders; a soft little lump on the bottom of a foot . . . now that is a whole range of harmless enough symptoms but when you add in a measure of hypochondria to that cocktail . . . well then the medical self-diagnosis can be devastating.
The only little consolation for an ordinary Joe Soap, who might occasionally suffer from this condition, is that it’s one shared by many famous people across the globe. Over a decade or so, a pretty widely acclaimed book by Brian Dillon, entitled, Tormented Hope: Nine Hypochondriac Lives, documented the lives and times of nine famous people spanning the centuries who were afflicted with extreme doses of the condition.
From Charles Darwin to Charlotte Bronte to Andy Warhol, these are famous people who had an unhealthy preoccupation with their health or what they believed was impending doom coming down the track for them. Of course, the inevitable is coming for all of us either sooner or later, but the trick is not to be envisioning the final whistle being blown early into the second half of the match.
Mark Twain was probably ahead of his time when he cautioned about reading too many health books ‘in case you might die of a misprint’ and now for every little pain of headache we experience, the temptation is there to flick through Google where invariably you will find a fatal affliction connected to that occasional twinge in your big toe.
Hypochondria can be defined rather simply as an irrational fear about health and death and while to non-sufferers, it’s the butt of many jokes and moments of jocularity, the rather more serious side to it is that it can make life pretty miserable for the person that believes, for no particular reason, that the end is nigh. It can lead to depression or be caused by depression but the simplest cure for it may be just a simple heart-to-heart chat with your GP.
For more, read this week’s Connacht Tribune.
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