Welcome to Irish Men’s Sheds! A Shed is a space in your community where men can come together to find meaning, purpose, friendship and belonging. Here you can learn more about Men’s Sheds and learn how to start or join a Shed in your local community.
John Evoy, CEO, Irish Men’s Sheds Association
A Men’s Shed is a dedicated, friendly and welcoming meeting place where men can come together. It’s a place where men can share their skills and knowledge with others, learn new skills or redevelop old skills. Good health is based on many factors including feeling good about yourself, being productive and valuable to your community, connecting to friends and maintaining an active body and an active mind. Becoming a member of a Men’s Shed provides a safe and busy environment where you can find many of these things. Also, importantly, there’s no pressure. Men can just come and have a chat and a cuppa if that’s all they’re looking for.
From little acorns mighty oaks do grow. There’s talk within the community of older citizens being lonely and isolated. So I thought to myself as you (us, I’m 67) are a great resource in both knowledge and experience I would encourage them to blog. So I have set up OlderCitizens.wordpress.com which contains tutorials for getting started. The overall site (in progress) which I will use as a directory will be http://OlderCitizens.com which seems to be an inoffensive name. Know any older citizens? Get them to get in touch.
Anyway the plan is for me to contact as many older citizen groups that I can, initially in Ireland (I know how to do this) and take it from there. I’ll set up (countryname).OlderCitizens.com so Ireland will be http://Ireland.OlderCitizens.com, that should work , do a map as well. In fact create a network. We can be global.
If you are an older citizen and have a blog please let me know (any country)
Keeping some kind of record and no better way of doing it is a blog! I have clear memories of the 1950s – was it better then or was it because I was a kid; maybe maybe not, things were beginning to boom. Education, Health The NHS, teddy boys, Guernsey, I was 8th in my class in primary school and was given a shoe-in to Willesden County Grammar School. These are all topics that make for good blog topics. (I feel guilty in having only blogged a few snippets) AND I know one person who will be interested, my daughter she nags me about histories!
I was trawling the net a few months ago and I came across this. I had this poster by Egon Schiele up in my room when I was at Uni, oops another story. 1982 I think.
If you are not on Facebook I heartily recommend it. I can help too. Its a great way of making new friends and the news feeds are very helpful for keeping up to date. More topics for your blog!
Here’s a music interlude Love this tune. I got 5 lovely girls to dance for me!!!
The venue is Junkyard Blues Club in Second Life. Cool club with a live DJ most times. People are very friendly. I was a host there for a couple of years, taking a break at the moment. If you have a few hours spare its fun. I’ll blog about it later. You have enough on your plate as it is. You’ll be able to research it yourself. I can help if you need me to. Another chapter.
What I am trying to do is to stimulate ideas. A blog is in many ways a personal endeavour, you have to find a place / space. I have a good few subscribers on my various blogs, getting on for 5,000. I will happily put a link to your blog from those high traffic ones. I mean 1% response is 50.
I love computers had my first one in 1981 a ZX 81 . That’s more than 30 years ago (sigh) . It had 16k of memory I have 32 gigs in my desktop now. I also have two screens. My main screen is 27 inches its gorgeous!
Explore more than 279 billion web pages saved over time. If you think your website is lost then Archive.org is the place to look. I have found sites from 16 years ago.
We were first with ISIS (lol) Irish Secure Internet Services, of course this was before the other ISIS was around. Oh lets work towards a happier world. Lets make it our mission to bring smiles to those who serve and those who are served.
A blonde and a lawyer are seated next to each other on a flight from LA to NY.
The lawyer asks if she would like to play a fun game? The blonde, tired, just wants to take a nap, politely declines and rolls over to the window to catch a few winks. The lawyer persists and explains that the game is easy and a lot of fun.
He explains, “I ask you a question, and if you don’t know the answer, you pay me $5.00, and vice versa.”
Again, she declines and tries to get some sleep. The lawyer, now agitated, says, “Okay, if you don’t know the answer you pay me $5.00, and if I don’t know the answer, I will pay you $50.00.”
This catches the blonde’s attention and, figuring there will be no end to this torment unless she plays, agrees to the game. The lawyer asks the first question. “What’s the distance from the earth to the moon?”
The blonde doesn’t say a word, reaches into her purse, pulls out a $5.00 bill and hands it to the lawyer. “Okay” says the lawyer, “your turn.”
She asks the lawyer, “What goes up a hill with three legs and comes down with four legs?” The lawyer, puzzled, takes out his laptop computer and searches all his references, no answer. He taps into the air phone with his modem and searches the net and the library of congress, no answer. Frustrated, he sends e-mails to all his friends and co-workers, to no avail.
After an hour, he wakes the blonde, and hands her $50.00. The blonde says, “Thank you,” and turns back to get some more sleep. The lawyer, who is more than a little miffed, wakes the blonde and asks, “Well, what’s the answer?” Without a word, the blonde reaches into her purse, hands the lawyer $5.00, and goes back to sleep.
At the end of the last war I was a young mother with a husband and two children and we were living in terrible accommodation.With so many people bombed out of of their homes we knew it would be years before we could have any sort of decent accommodation Then, amidst all this doom and gloom old labour came into power and we witnessed miracles taking place before our very eyes.
Council houses were being built, prefabs (temporary homes) sprang up like mushrooms almost overnight. Then, although only my husband was working and that was for a very modest wage, we managed to get a mortgage for a home of our own. Schools were built, family planning and baby clinics where I could get free orange juice and free milk when my children started school. They didn’t call “Margaret Thatcher the milk snatcher “for nothing! Factories re-tooled so they could return to peacetime production. The NHS was born, roads and railways rebuilt after so much excessive bombing.Because my brother didn’t pass for grammar school he went to a technical college where he learnt a trade. There were jobs,for the first time in years and we had that wonderful thing called “Hope” life was good.
Owing to us having to fight a very long and expensive war we were far more in debt than we are now. However, old labour put people before money and so decided that although we would have to repay this massive debt we would take our time and not make the savage cuts our government is making now. So, there were no people sleeping on the streets or visiting food banks. Instead they were busy working at re-building Britain’s infrastructure and getting it moving on the roads and railways. True we took a very long time to repay our debt, but we did repay it and our country didn’t suffer the terrible austerity .and cuts it is suffering now.
This is why I am supporting Jeremy Corbyn, it is because he represents the old labour which literally saved our lives all those years ago. Of course he is ridiculed and hated, because his enemies realise he is a very real danger to them. Although I am now eighty six I am actively engaged in trying to get the homeless off our streets not only for their sakes, but also for the sake of my nine great grandchildren who will shortly be needing a home of their own. I can hardly walk, but I can still use my computer and speak at council housing meetings, when someone gives me a lift..I also regularly phone radio stations and open people’s eyes.Finally, this is not just Jeremy’s fight, it is also ours because we are in a serious fight, if not for ourselves, for our children and grandchildren. All too often people think they can’t do anything to get rid of this dreadful government, but believe me they can if they sincerely want to. Also, they believe that they have to wait for a good many years, however this is also not true, the fact is it could happen in a matter of days. So, we must be prepared and focused on putting this amazing Mr Corbyn into number ten, Now wouldn’t it be great if old labour came into power and put the country back on its feet as it did when I was a young mum?
Now there’s a thought!. Joan Langrick… . .