Billy Keane: A child's surge of excitement each time I approach the miracle field
Published 10/12/2012 | 17:00
THE red-brick terraced house on the High Road to Thomond Park was a shrine to Santa Claus, Munster and The Blessed Virgin.
Red banners draped the front walls and the tablecloth of grass in the garden was hardly seen under the canopy of planted Munster flags. Santa is small. He stood there, minding his own business. Resting up.
Next to the corner flag, on a rockery, was a blue robed, life-size statue of Our Lady. The statue was covered in see-through sheeting to protect her from the elements. A spot shone on her serene face. From the loving care, you could see the people who lived in the house say their prayers to our universal mother. Don't we all?