<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370926987927707537</id><updated>2011-12-10T08:12:14.794Z</updated><category term='tom murphy'/><category term='roundwood'/><category term='Ulrika Johnson'/><category term='sons'/><category term='cill dara writers circle'/><category term='A Way with words'/><category term='jk rowling'/><category term='patrick kavanagh'/><category term='English Society in the Eighteenth Century'/><category term='kahil gibran'/><category term='mothers'/><category term='Jonathon Swift'/><category term='laurel and hardy'/><category term='novel'/><category term='victors way'/><category term='colette caddle'/><category term='brenda drumm'/><category term='John B. Keane'/><category term='terence brown'/><category term='letters'/><category term='victor meldrew'/><category term='the prophet'/><category term='trade'/><category term='Adam and Paul'/><category term='Ulster Bank Theatre Festival'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='The Lady&apos;s Dressing Room'/><category term='new beginnings'/><category term='Trainspotting'/><category term='Ciaran Mccabe'/><category term='grief'/><category term='Pandora’s Box'/><category term='faux moralism'/><category term='bag lady speaks'/><category term='rejection'/><category term='return to love'/><category term='declan kiberd'/><category term='lost love'/><category term='chloe'/><category term='the great hunger'/><category term='saint bridget of kildare'/><category term='Great Denmark Street'/><category term='patrick pearse'/><category term='Mark O&apos;Halloran'/><category term='Philip Judge'/><category term='Tom Creed'/><category term='Strephon'/><category term='wicklow'/><category term='Roy Porter'/><category term='marianne williamson'/><category term='the novel'/><category term='Irish films'/><category term='social media'/><category term='writing'/><category term='patrick rafroidi'/><category term='the benefits of failure'/><title type='text'>Bag Lady Speaks</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370926987927707537/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Bag Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03831838032789802288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ifed-mJ2pjQ/TeaSZB5ExhI/AAAAAAAAACY/TTkz-8DZ13U/s220/Durer_Boys_hands.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370926987927707537.post-6905049564385688341</id><published>2011-10-13T21:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:17:04.055+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Creed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark O&apos;Halloran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Denmark Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ciaran Mccabe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulster Bank Theatre Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag lady speaks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philip Judge'/><title type='text'>Review of Trade</title><summary type='text'>
It’s a strange paradox that confessionals largely occur either with the priest or the prostitute.   Trade makes use of the confessional between an older man and a young rent boy whose services he has procured previously.   The play is stripped back to its bare essentials with a minimalist dialogue, a dingy B&amp;B bedroom and two characters that remain nameless.  Yet despite the simplicity of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6905049564385688341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/2011/10/review-of-trade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370926987927707537/posts/default/6905049564385688341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370926987927707537/posts/default/6905049564385688341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/2011/10/review-of-trade.html' title='Review of Trade'/><author><name>The Bag Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03831838032789802288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ifed-mJ2pjQ/TeaSZB5ExhI/AAAAAAAAACY/TTkz-8DZ13U/s220/Durer_Boys_hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370926987927707537.post-7704913400496753416</id><published>2011-08-31T13:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T20:59:21.367+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brenda drumm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patrick pearse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='declan kiberd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colette caddle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cill dara writers circle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terence brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Way with words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saint bridget of kildare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag lady speaks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patrick rafroidi'/><title type='text'>A way with words - connecting the traditional with the digital</title><summary type='text'>In his essay ‘Story-telling: The Gaelic tradition’ Declan Kiberd states that for “the past eighty years in Ireland, the short story has been the most popular form of all literary forms with readers,” and that it has “been the form most widely exploited by writers”.  Kiberd highlights that Patrick Pearse saw with “uncanny accuracy” that the future of Irish literature lay in the short story rather </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7704913400496753416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/2011/08/way-with-words-connecting-traditional.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370926987927707537/posts/default/7704913400496753416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370926987927707537/posts/default/7704913400496753416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/2011/08/way-with-words-connecting-traditional.html' title='A way with words - connecting the traditional with the digital'/><author><name>The Bag Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03831838032789802288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ifed-mJ2pjQ/TeaSZB5ExhI/AAAAAAAAACY/TTkz-8DZ13U/s220/Durer_Boys_hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lnQ0DBVJG34/Tl4iZOyAn8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/4g_IYvUrY1o/s72-c/a+way+with+words+cd+cover.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370926987927707537.post-4640953504709450320</id><published>2011-03-26T19:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-10-13T20:59:59.030+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kahil gibran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victors way'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roundwood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wicklow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the great hunger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patrick kavanagh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag lady speaks'/><title type='text'>Letting Go?</title><summary type='text'>In the good mother’s way with her sons;
The fledged bird is thrown
From the nest – on its own
But the peasant in his little acres is tied
To a mother’s womb by the wind-toughened navel-cord
(excerpt from The Great Hunger by Patrick Kavanagh)

In the summer of 2002 I visited an unusual place in the Garden County.  Just outside Roundwood is an Indian Sculpture park called Victor’s way (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4640953504709450320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/2011/03/letting-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370926987927707537/posts/default/4640953504709450320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370926987927707537/posts/default/4640953504709450320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/2011/03/letting-go.html' title='Letting Go?'/><author><name>The Bag Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03831838032789802288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ifed-mJ2pjQ/TeaSZB5ExhI/AAAAAAAAACY/TTkz-8DZ13U/s220/Durer_Boys_hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370926987927707537.post-7161214339499245994</id><published>2011-02-05T17:54:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:00:22.810+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rejection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the benefits of failure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jk rowling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag lady speaks'/><title type='text'>Rejection: a fact of life</title><summary type='text'>There are things we have to do in life and things we have to experience in life.  In order to survive we have to breathe, drink, eat, sleep and shelter from the elements.  As we develop emotionally and psychologically we experience a wide range of emotions, navigate relationships and ourselves.  To a greater or lesser degree we can control our emotions, avoid relationships and avoid experiences.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7161214339499245994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/2011/02/rejection-fact-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370926987927707537/posts/default/7161214339499245994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370926987927707537/posts/default/7161214339499245994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/2011/02/rejection-fact-of-life.html' title='Rejection: a fact of life'/><author><name>The Bag Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03831838032789802288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ifed-mJ2pjQ/TeaSZB5ExhI/AAAAAAAAACY/TTkz-8DZ13U/s220/Durer_Boys_hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370926987927707537.post-249781793056586180</id><published>2010-03-14T17:24:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:02:41.435+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marianne williamson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='return to love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag lady speaks'/><title type='text'>Success - To fear or not to fear</title><summary type='text'>“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/249781793056586180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/03/success-to-fear-or-not-to-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370926987927707537/posts/default/249781793056586180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370926987927707537/posts/default/249781793056586180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/03/success-to-fear-or-not-to-fear.html' title='Success - To fear or not to fear'/><author><name>The Bag Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03831838032789802288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ifed-mJ2pjQ/TeaSZB5ExhI/AAAAAAAAACY/TTkz-8DZ13U/s220/Durer_Boys_hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370926987927707537.post-2140518340945897384</id><published>2009-12-23T12:55:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:02:25.054+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new beginnings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag lady speaks'/><title type='text'>The two realities of Christmas</title><summary type='text'>Christmas is a magical time; a time of being with family, friends, loved ones.  A time of sitting round an open fire or a gas fire or an electric fire or no fire.  A time of stuffing our faces with rich laden food, drinking too much alcohol and too many fizzy drinks.  A time for experiencing the delight in children’s faces when they open their presents.  It is a time of getting in touch with our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2140518340945897384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-realities-of-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370926987927707537/posts/default/2140518340945897384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370926987927707537/posts/default/2140518340945897384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-realities-of-christmas.html' title='The two realities of Christmas'/><author><name>The Bag Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03831838032789802288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ifed-mJ2pjQ/TeaSZB5ExhI/AAAAAAAAACY/TTkz-8DZ13U/s220/Durer_Boys_hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370926987927707537.post-6386620173138521094</id><published>2009-11-11T17:05:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:02:09.225+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John B. Keane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag lady speaks'/><title type='text'>The Demise of the Letter</title><summary type='text'>In The Celebrated Letters of John B. Keane, Keane opens with a preface on the humble letter, stating that it is “the simplest and most permanent form of communication”.  Furthermore, he sees the epistolary form as a vastly underused resource in the literary world.  Keane put together a collection of ‘novelettes’ as he terms them from a series of “stock” Irish characters that includes the farmer, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6386620173138521094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/11/demise-of-letter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370926987927707537/posts/default/6386620173138521094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370926987927707537/posts/default/6386620173138521094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagladispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/11/demise-of-letter.html' title='The Demise of the Letter'/><author><name>The Bag Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03831838032789802288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ifed-mJ2pjQ/TeaSZB5ExhI/AAAAAAAAACY/TTkz-8DZ13U/s220/Durer_Boys_hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370926987927707537.post-6004711171816379984</id><published>2009-09-15T20:17:00.044+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:01:55.167+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laurel and hardy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam and Paul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trainspotting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark O&apos;Halloran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irish films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tom murphy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faux moralism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag lady speaks'/><title type='text'>Film Review: Adam &amp; Paul</title><summary type='text'>
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Five hours (and who can do it less in?)By haughty Celia spent in dressing,
The goddess from her chamber issues,
Arrayed in lace, brocade, and tissues.

(excerpt from The Lady’s Dressing Room by Jonathan Swift)

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