February, 1926, Wednesday 24

Had some traditional singing from Father O’Flynn. The first air he sang for us was one played by harpers as they led the clans to battle. He imitated the twang of the harp-strings very well, and the air would rouse anyone to battle-fury. We were…

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November, 1926, Monday 29

All day poor Páp was very ill and I was running up and down and going for countless messages to settle up with his affairs. In the evening, Mám went to Piggott’s ((Cork’s music store which supplied grand pianos for concerts.)) to play her programme….

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