Christmas Tree Lighting: Caherconlish Christmas Tree Lighting ceremony will take place on the grounds of the Millennium Centre following evening Mass on this Saturday, December 7. The honour of switching on the lights this year goes to Fr Pat Currivan AP who this year celebrates his 35th year here in our parish, surely one of the longest serving ministries in the history of our place. Fr Pat succeeded the late Fr Gleeson as Curate in Caherconlish and was appointed parish priest following the late Canon Denis Keogh. This is the third year that such a ceremony taking place. The first person to turn on the Christmas Lights was Eddie Grimes to be followed last year by John Flavin.
Christmas Party: What has been long recognised as the most eagerly awaited annual event in the parish calendar is due to take place on this Sunday, December 8. The annual local Social Services Senior Citizens’ Party will take place in the Millennium Centre, Caherconlish with a 1.30pm start. Widows and widowers are also invited to attend. This is the longest running annual social gathering first started under the chairmanship of the late Pat Merrick along with his very able committee then. When it got off the ground way back, Caherconlish was very lucky to have a venue large and capable enough to cater for a large crowd. That was at the Big Tree owned by the O’Connell family. The Big Tree, however, is no longer standing having been demolished to make way for apartments’ and shop units. Following its closure, our seniors had to go outside the county to the Golden Thatch in Emly for a number of years where they were well looked after. Sadly too, Dermot Mulhall, who was an excellent host is now no longer with us, passing to his eternal reward this year. But the venue was to change again and following the erection of our Community Centre at Caherconlish, the annual party returned home. It has gone from strength to strength over the years and its continuity no doubt is assured by those that commit themselves to its organising and survival. In this instance, one must not take any umbrage by the mentioning of names but Chairwoman Marie Merrick and her committee must be handed the laurels. Sunday next will be another grand occasion.
Caherconlish GAA Football Club: U8, U10, U12, Medal presentation will be held in the Millennium Centre on December 15th at 6 o’clock. There will be refreshments served on the night. Parents are needed to get involved in the coaching of the underage teams next year especially the younger age groups. Anyone interested let us know and we can get you on coaching course. We would like to thank everyone that contributed to our recent held clothes collection and the Millennium Centre for the use of the venue and to all that helped out on the day.
Tom Walsh Memorial Races: The third annual Tom Walsh Road Races, 10k & 5 mile walk is being held on Sunday January 12 2014 starting at 2pm in Caherconlish. The 10K route and the 5 mile walk is unchanged from last year on the roads with a new course record set in Jan 2013 for the 10k race by Sean Hehir, Rathfarnham AC of 30:37 and a new female course record set by Angela McCann of 36:54. All participants of all abilities are welcome. Entry fee for the 10k race is €15 up to midnight of Thursday January 9 2014 and €20 after this date. Online entries will be open in the coming days on www.eventmaster.ie and online entries will close midnight January 11, 2014. Late entries will be accepted before 1:45pm on race day at the Millennium Centre, Caherconlish. Walkers’ entry fee is €5 for an individual and €10 for family. The idea of commemorating the late Tom Walsh in a memorial race form was first suggested publically by the late Sean Murnane at the unveiling of the Tom Walsh Memorial Plaque at Caherline a number of years ago.
Caherconlish National School: Enrolments are presently being taken for Caherconlish National School. Please contact the school immediately for pupil enrolments.
Soccer: Caherconlish B team had a merited 3 all draw at the weekend.
Work Group: The Caherconlish Work Group gave a general cleanup to the village streets and Square on Saturday last. All lawns were Monument and at the junction of Main Street and High Street were cleaned up. This is good work but there will have to be additional bodies out on the streets and areas adjacent to the residential estates in the New Year if we are to progress further. Ten people is a start but there should be a lot more to lend their muscles to the job on hand. The Work Group is encouraged by the financial contributions received last week and these will be acknowledged. Many thanks to the Village Diner who provided teas, coffee and food to the volunteers on Saturday last free of charge. The Work Group were delighted with their generosity.
Echoes from the Past: Boxing Day, we were ‘innocent’ about, and St Stephen’s Day didn’t bother us much either. The only day that was important to us Wren Boys and to be gender-balanced Wren Girls, fifty odd years ago was the ‘Wrans Day’. Though they are all one and the same day – just a different name calling, it meant money day to us. Yep! Money and it was in terrible short supply then. Four hundred and eighty halfpennies summed up to a pound note and two hundred and forty big copper pennies totalled the same amount enough to purchase a similar number of ‘Cough No More’ liquorice bars. Jeepers! they tasted lovely and the high salivation left a blue black stain about our gobs. Christmas night was spent sleeplessly making a mental list of all potential ‘donors’ to our ‘charity’. Day broke and it was all action. An early rise, a rush to the bedroom window to make a cursory weather check. Slapped on the chimney soot and a dab of mother’s lipstick around the eyes and with two ‘cuts’ of home-baked bread stuck into my father’s overcoat pocket and with haste nearly broke the jambs of the back door. ‘Where are you off to with your father’s good coat –put it back on the bed and ate your breakfast first’. ‘He told me I could have it’ came the lie and ‘we’ll be fed on the road’ which wasn’t a lie. Complete with holly bush festooned with strips of coloured crepe paper and coupled with my singing elder sister in prearranged fifty-fifty split partnership, we headed off. The adrenalin was flowing and first port of call was our elderly neighbour next door. We belted it out, the eternal anthem, ‘The Wren, The Wren, the King of all birds’. It was the best money making ditty of our time and the half-crown we got from Mrs Nealon settled our nerves. ‘Give us our money and let us began’ our ditty ended. It worked. So the message to the youngsters of today is drop your ipads, ipods, emails, gmails, inboxes and Xboxes, get out in the fresh air, bring back a small bit of tradition and make a bit of money. The Wren won’t mind his name being used