I feel guilty whenever I think of that white raffia handbag with its gold clasp and matching chain. My great -Aunt Katie had asked a fellow patient to make it for me for my Confirmation.
I tried to look pleased but later told Mam that there was no way I was going to wear a handbag that looked like it was made of straw. The fact that my great- Aunt was a patient in St.Kevin's Psychiatric Hospital on Cork’s Lee Road, made the gift all the more significant, and my response all the more shameful...
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