Reading glasses at the ready? Then I will begin

In the 1980’s I grew up reading The Sunday Independent in rural county Antrim.  My Laois-born mother and myself went to mass at half past nine every sunday in Cullybackey and on the way home we stopped in Gaston’s garage and bought  The Irish Independent – I think there was a grand total of 5 copies of it sold in Ahoghill every week and it was kept behind the counter out of sight.

Frequently I think of my Dad and what an impact he had on my life – like reading a broadsheet when I was still in primary school, or knowing the names of the British cabinet at the age of 11 – but lately  I  have been thinking  a lot of my mother.

I am so proud to be a writer with the ability to be published in The Indo, and if my poor mother was alive now, this small achievement would have made her so proud.  She never lived to see me settle in the ‘free-state’, nor to see any of her grandchildren from me,  but I think one her proudest moments would have been tomorrow when she could have seen my picture and my feature in her beloved Independent.

About joanniemitchell

An enforced lady of leisure. A Lady who cant afford to lunch! I was in Corporate Sales for Global Entertainment Company until 17th January when I had the phone call - 'Meet me in the office with HR'. Now am pursuing my Masters in Professional Writing and looking on the upside after Redundancy.
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2 Responses to Reading glasses at the ready? Then I will begin

  1. Collette says:

    Yes Joan she would be so proud of all those acievements. Well done!

  2. bri smith says:

    I can just see her, the proud smile on her face. She would be telling all the neighbours, “SIT IN” and read it. x

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