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Recent Posts
- Further Adventures with Chopin
- Parish Newsletter – 2nd Sunday of Lent
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- St Columba’s School, Job vacancies
- Sister Pierre’s Funeral Service
- Updated Information for Live Streaming of Sr Pierre’s Funeral, 2pm 25th February 2021
- Sr Pierre’s Funeral Arrangements and Livestream Link
- Parish Newsletter – 1st Sunday Lent
- Thank you so much for your precious gift to Mary’s Meals
- Living Laudato Si’: Your Parish and Your Planet
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It’s great to see my old friend Emmanuel Gribben ( now known affectionately as ‘Father Manny!’ ) performing for charity as an accomplished concert pianist. I used to visit his home in Pottery St when he first fled from Belfast’s troubles, when he was only 12. His landlord had left an old piano in the sitting room and Emmanuel practically taught himself! I remember how in 2 years he progressed from ‘Chopsticks’ to ‘The Moonlight Sonata!’
By the way, if anyone was at school with Martin Graham in St Mary’s from 1957 to 1963, I’d love to know. He was the kindest boy in that school, intelligent and a good friend. You’d easily remember him.