Confessions of a Priest - Part Two.
I have to confess something else… after my hip went, I decided to go see a man in Kilkenny who was supposed to be good with the race-horses. He told me to stand up with my hands up on the wall… Well I don’t know what he did but it felt as though he was bending my leg back up over my shoulder. Now the hip is worse than ever.
Father Tommy’s account of his visit to a rural “bone setter”.
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