North Cork writers set to shine at Culture Night in Cork city
Recently I was doing a clear out of books, throwing out the well worn. From one of the books fell an old photograph. It was of my sister-in-law on her wedding day. There was the bride and the groom, coming down the aisle, the best man and myself were behind following. I was her bridesmaid. Yes, that's me, I'm there. You can't mistake me. I say this because later she denied me this role.