Showing posts with label Brisbane. Show all posts
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Friday, March 9, 2012

BRISBANE IRISH FESTIVAL


The very first Brisbane Irish Festival takes place from March 9 to 17

with festivities ranging from the St Patrick's Day Parade to a Gaelic sports competition.

The festival kicks off on March 9 with a ball at The Irish Club, on Elizabeth St, from 7pm.


But most of the fun is this weekend with the 23rd annual St Patrick's Day Parade set to fill city streets

from 10.30am Saturday, March 10.

The parade starts from the corner of George and Elizabeth streets and heads through the city.

There will be an Irish Fair from 11am-2pm in King George Square

with traditional Irish music, activities for children and more.

On Sunday, March 11, you can enjoy a family sports day that includes Gaelic football and hurling,

along with Irish dancing and rides from 10.30am at the Queensland Gaelic Football Park, Bowhill Rd, Willawong.

Then you can head to the Irish Club at 2pm for a concert by the QIA Tara Singers

Other events throughout the Irish Festival include:

Monday, March 12: Irish trivia night at various locations across the city.

Tuesday, March 13: Rose of Tralee Fashion Parade, The Irish Club, from 7pm.

Wednesday, March 14: Irish in Queensland: their cultural legacy.

A talk about how the Irish have left their mark on Queensland,

from 12.30pm at the State Library Queensland Auditorium, 29 Stanley St, South Brisbane.

Thursday, March 15: Brisbane traditional Irish Music concert at the Irish Club, 7.30pm.

Friday, March 16: The 114th Annual St Patrick's Eve Dinner, The Irish Club.




For more information visit www.brisbaneirishfestival.com.




Monday, August 15, 2011

A LINK WITH THE PAST


                                                  
A little bit of the past was brought home to me today
wrapped in brown paper, caring and love.
Black and white, pen had captured the spirit of the past
a once grand hotel, the Bellevue, lives again
in the glory of the artist's pen
wrapped grandly in old lace
standing in majestic splendour
beckoning to memories of a bygone era…
pleading to be remembered, for the years it served
until it was destroyed in the dead of night
complete with memories and the anguish
of all those who mourned it's untimely demise.

Accompanying it was an older sketch of memories,
fondly known as the Windmill.
It was sketched in old style, with scenes
evoking thoughts of those who knew our town
so long ago.
What would it have been like to live then?
Alas, we'll never know, but we can still dream,
providing our city fathers leave us some links
with the past, with our heritage.

A little bit of the past was brought home to me today
wrapped in brown paper, caring and love.
Crissouli (c)