I have been out of the country, and away from my computer, for a week, and it was good. However, I had the iphone with me, which meant I didn’t take a total break from what was happening at home; kept in touch enough to add to my belief that our little country is going increasingly daft, and, worst still, very unpleasant.
I am glad to see today that Sarah Carey has taken to writing in the Independent.
I was talking to a priest friend of mine in the United States this afternoon. Among other things he asked me how Archbishop Charles Brown was getting on as Papal Nuncio. This priest, he told me, knows somebody related to Brown, and that person was telling him that the Archbishop was very popular, doing very well, and loved by the people.
I suppose everyone has their own perspective. I have never met Charles Brown; neither has he met with the Association of Catholic Priests.
Gradually as the days go by some of the facts about the Tuam mother and baby home are being established, though a lot more still remains to be revealed. It would seem now that the story that went around the world about the bones of around eight hundred children being found in a septic tank had little or no basis in reality. And it is still not a all clear how those bones got into that area at the corner of the little green enclosure.
