Eddie Doherty's Tweed

Visitors from China, Mr Xu Zhu and Mr Yuan Quing try a hand at weaving in Eddie's Loomhouse

Photo of weaver Eddie Doherty with two visitors from China. Photo courtesy of Mr John McConnell.

Photo kindly supplied by Mr John McConnell, Ardara

Visitors from China, Mr Xu Zhu and Mr Yuan Quing try a hand at weaving in Eddie's Loomhouse
Photo kindly supplied by Mr John McConnell, Ardara

Visitors from China, Mr Xu Zhu and Mr Yuan Quing try a hand at weaving in Eddie's Loomhouse

Photo of weaver Eddie Doherty with two visitors from China. Photo courtesy of Mr John McConnell.

Photo kindly supplied by Mr John McConnell, Ardara

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Eddie Doherty at his loom.

Colour photo of weaver Eddie Doherty at his loom in Ardara

Photo kindly supplied by John McConnell

Eddie Doherty at his loom.
Photo kindly supplied by John McConnell

Eddie Doherty at his loom.

Colour photo of weaver Eddie Doherty at his loom in Ardara

Photo kindly supplied by John McConnell

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This beautiful and descriptive poem was written by the pupils of Meenagowan N S, Leitirmacaward, Co Donegal, as part of the "Pushkin Experience." It was recently performed by them at the Waterfront, Belfast. Just like Eddie Doherty's tweed, it is a wonderful piece of work, and much credit must go to the pupils and staff; since its publication in the "Donegal Democrat" it has attracted a huge amount of praise and comment. The complete poem can be found on the Ardara website www.ardara.ie/

It smells like a dusty room

of red roses and honey

and crackles like a bowl

of breakfast rice krispies

or even dulse on Eelburn

It tastes like a dish of dry porridge

and a feed of hairy bacon.

I am the good suit on Sundays

I am the cap taken off in the porch

I am the shawl around the shoulders

in a strong wind

I am a flowing cape