Nevin reflected the Ireland of her time
We need to remember Tom Nevin, not his wife
‘She occasionally closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. She was dressed in a lavender trouser suit and a white top with a gold crucifix. Her shoulder-length fair hair was pinned in a bun and she wore metal-rimmed spectacles. She held her lean tanned hands, with red-painted fingers, loosely on her lap. She read from The Works of Rudyard Kipling, which she also had with her the previous day.”
This report by the Irish...
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