Shona Lá Fhéile Pádraig.... Happy St Patrick's Day to one and all…

Toru Tazura O'Connell, the Public Relations Director of the Irish Network Japan was kind enough to send in the following thoughts about St. Patrick's Day celebrations in…

The Embassy of Ireland in Tokyo promotes the achievement of Lafcadio Hearn as one of the most important historical connections between Ireland and Japan. A special library devoted to books by and about Hearn was opened at the Embassy in 1987.  The Embassy is also closely involved with many Hearn –related e events in Japan including links with Matsue  in…

By Joe Gannon and Gerry Regan

It’s hard to believe that it’s now been 23 years since we participated in one of our most memorable St.…

A number of months ago I was approached by a gentleman who had a piece of teak wood kicking around his garage for years.  He asked me if it would be possible for me to make him some pens from this wood.  I duly obliged and made him four lovely pens, which he was delighted…

The following is an excerpt from an article of the same title, first published on the website: Tales and Whispers.…

In honor of St. Patrick's Day, we invite you to try your hand at writing a limerick!  The three best submissions will each win a child-size T-shirt from our friends at Hairy Baby Clothing Company.  Post your…

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Saint Patrick was born into a well-to-do British family, perhaps in what now is the North-Western English county of Cubmria. His father was a local government official and the family language was probably a version of Latin. As a youth he was captured by Irish pirates and taken into…

Pádraig Pearse (Patrick Henry Pearse) is one only a handful of men who have  enjoyed the dubious honour of becoming an iconic status in Irish History  books based on his role in the 1916 Easter Rising.  He was born in Great Brunswick Street in Dublin and had a  brother,…

A few days before St. Patrick's Day in 2003, I purchased a beautiful six-piece dessert set of fine bone china from a local shop. As the shop owner carefully packed it up, I read the bottom of one of the tea cups: "Royal Tara-fine bone china-made in Ireland."

I bought the set because it was gorgeous. But knowing it came from Ireland made it even more special to me. At the time, I'd never been to Ireland and my father, Edwin, who died in 2001, had never been to Ireland either. But he…

I am hosting a one week all-inclusive women's writing retreat on an island in Casco Bay,Maine in mid-June, 2015.  Enrollment is limited to 10.  Retreat includes professional/published writers/editors.  This retreat is open to all genres. interests and levels.  Your enquiries for…

Bert Cunningham, historian of the 69^th Infantry Regiment of the New York National Guard, spoke about the history of the Fighting 69^th at the March 11, 2015 meeting of the Irish Cultural Society at…

Michael Collins was the youngest son of a farmer, born in the west of the County of  Cork, Ireland, in 1890. The Collins were relatively prosperous, as poor farmers go: his father held 90 acres, which his grandfather had in turn also…

The "Great Day" is approaching again.

On St. Patrick's Day all around the world, the Irish and those who love all things Irish will be…

ÓGRA, a Gaelic word meaning youth, is Ireland’s only full range of cosmetic products that uses peat from raised bogs as the integral ingredient in its range. Since time immemorial, nature has held the secrets to youth, beauty and vitality. Deep in the valleys of Ireland, we have uncovered this secret. 

ÓGRA was…

Israeli citizens are poised to go to the polls March 17th to vote in an election that will determine who will be the next Prime Minister.  According to yesterday's New York Times front page story headlined,…

Michael Mallin was born in 1874 in the Liberty tenements Dublin.  He was a son of a carpenter, but his early days living in Dublin elude historians.  It is, therefore, his teenage years that are the focus of this biopic.

At the age of fourteen years he joined the British…

“The song is ended (but the melody lingers on.)” – Irving Berlin

It was spring; although the season did not represent itself well, a hard chill dusted the evening air as I ascended the steps to a large Huguenot doorway. My appointment was for seven o’clock, but my watch read sixteen minutes past, I snorted under my breath frustrated at my…