Shane Mullally

In 1981, Jimmy Carter walked out of the White House. He had been the most powerful man in the world. Leader of the United States. Commander-in-Chief. A man with access to anything, anywhere. Then suddenly, it was over. Most former presidents take a different path. Million-dollar speeches. Book deals. Private jets. A life far removed from ordinary people. Carter didn’t do that. He went home. Back to Plains, Georgia. A small town. No spotlight. No luxury lifestyle. And then he did something almost no one expected. He picked up a hammer. With Habitat for Humanity, Carter started building houses for people who couldn’t afford one. Not posing for photos. Not supervising. Working. Sweating under the sun. Carrying wood. Hammering nails. Side by side with volunteers. Year after year. Into his 70s. Into his 80s. Even into his 90s. This wasn’t a one-time gesture. He helped build and repair thousands of homes across the world. The same man who once sat behind the most powerful desk on Earth was now on rooftops, fixing homes for strangers. No cameras needed. No applause required. While others chased wealth after power, Carter chose something else. Service. He lived longer than any U.S. president in history. Long enough for people to look back and realize something simple. Power didn’t define him. What he did after power did. And in a world where leaders often take, he kept giving. Story based on historical records. This post is for educational purposes.

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Did you know Cadbury’s history in Ireland includes ancient burial mounds and Third World wars? It all began in 1933s, when a Quaker-founded English firm set up its first Irish factory on Ossory Road, East Wall. They started modest with just three products, among them the now-immortal and then-affordable Dairy Milk bar. The business did not stay small for long. By 1948, Cadbury opened a factory in Rathmore, County Kerry, where lush pastureland and dairy herds supplied the essential raw material milk. This plant specialised in making chocolate crumb base. In 1957, the company closed its Ossory Road site and shifted to a new, state-of-the-art factory in Coolock on the Northside. This became the headquarters of Cadbury in Ireland, a place where generations of Dubliners found steady work and a sense of pride in producing chocolate that would be shipped to the world. It was here in the 1980s that local ingenuity gave birth to the Twirl, a bar that now sits alongside Dairy Milk and Flake in the pantheon of confectionery classics. In 2010, the British firm was swallowed by the super evil Kraft Foods, and by 2012 it had been folded into the vast multinational Third World exploiting machine of Mondelēz International. In 2015, Cadbury announced the closure of its Tallaght plant and the transfer of some production from Coolock to Poland, a move that sparked protests and fears of decline. Hidden in plain sight on the grounds of the Cadbury factory in Coolock lies a quiet survivor from Dublin’s ancient past. Nestled just off the Malahide Road, this unassuming grassy hill, roughly 20 metres in diameter, is a Bronze Age burial mound, dating back to around 2000 BCE! It's recorded as a ring barrow, a type of funerary monument typically used for cremation burials.This mound once stood among a constellation of similar sites in Clonshaugh, Darndale, and Bonnybrook. Today, it endures as the final sentinel of that ancient cluster, protected within a green pocket on Cadbury’s industrial grounds. Despite the hum of modern machinery and decades of development, the mound has been carefully preserved. During recent infrastructural works by Bord Gáis, a proposed pumping unit was relocated following consultation with heritage authorities, proof that even in an industrial setting, some sacred spaces still command respect. Buy the Dublin Time Machine a pint and support the DTM Book ko-fi.com/buchanandublin…

Liverpudlians! I am in your fair (albeit a bit wet ☔️) of a city! Since it’s a day to be indoors; come down to the Exhibition Centre on King’s Dock and say hello! I’ll be there at half nine as you say! 😉👍🏻

Leonardo da Vinci passed away today in 1519 at the age of 67.

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As a small token to remember @AMLaCassePhoto by, I will be posting these to his twitter friends who have kindly made a donation to support his family throughout his illness & devastating loss. Please DM me your eircodes if you wish to be included 💙 idonate.ie/crowdfunder/he…

Lots of nostalgia and pride today for myself and @CllrAengusOrour as the Mary O’Rourke walkway bridge is opened today by @MichealMartinTD . Athlone looks lovely in the good weather !

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King Charles greets a waiting crowd in Bermuda as he arrives for a three-day royal trip on the Caribbean island following his state visit to the United States. trib.al/aD463ZC 📺 Sky 501, Virgin 602, Freeview 233 and YouTube

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CASE UPDATE from @FBICleveland: 25 Defendants Convicted in International $215M Scam That Targeted 1,000+ Victims According to evidence presented in court, individuals, businesses, and other organizations in the U.S., were targeted and hacked by Nigerian-linked fraud organizations that defrauded more than 1,000 victims out of approximately $215 million. The scheme spanned 47 states and 19 countries. In total, 25 defendants have been convicted for their roles in this fraud and money laundering scheme, commonly referred to as a “business email compromise.” Learn more about the investigation by the #FBI and our law enforcement partners: justice.gov/usao-ndoh/pr/2…

Waving farewell as the tram departs in this lovely film from the turn of the century. It’s incredible to think the footage was taken around 125 years ago. Nottingham c.1900.

Nursing in the 1970s – A World Away from Today. Back then, we changed patients’ beds daily sometimes more if needs required. Fresh, crisp sheets weren’t a luxury; they actually made people feel better. There was something healing about climbing into a clean bed with properly tucked envelope corners. We knew all our patients by name and they knew ours. Doctors in white coats and nurses in uniforms. We knew who everyone was. The ward looked welcoming. Vases of flowers from relatives and the local flower stand to the entrance of the hospital. adorned the bedsides. Families weren’t “visitors” to be tolerated, on the contrary they were welcomed, included, and often helped with little jobs. It felt like a community. Any problems, family would be 1st to spot and report. Matron ruled the roost. You didn’t want a summons to her office. One look from her and you straightened your apron and your attitude. Standards were non-negotiable. We turned bedridden or unconscious patients every two hours, religiously, to prevent pressure sores. No exceptions. Fluid balance charts hung at the end of every bed, constantly we encouraged patients to drink, recorded every sip, and took mouth care seriously. Basic care was never “basic”, it was fundamental. Doctors sometimes prescribed a pint of Guinness for the anaemic or a sherry for the frail elderly. It worked wonders for appetite and morale. After acute illness, patients went to proper convalescent homes for a week or two by the sea. Fresh air, good food, gentle exercise. It prevented bed-blocking and got people home stronger. Palliative care wasn’t a separate specialty it was woven into our training. We knew how to sit with the dying, hold a hand, ease discomfort. TLC wasn’t a slogan. It was our mantra. We didn’t have fancy equipment or endless paperwork, but we had time for patients. We saw the person, not just the diagnosis. So… what on earth went wrong? How did we move from this to where basic care is sometimes rushed or non existent, relatives feel like a nuisance, and “turning” someone properly is squeezed between targets and tick-boxes? When did we lose the simple things that actually made people feel safe and cared for? This is just the tip of an iceberg, I could go on. I’d love to hear from other nurses who trained or worked in that era. What do you remember most fondly? #Nursing #1970s #OldSchoolNursing #TLC #PatientCare

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The conclusion of an unforgettable state visit. 🇺🇸🇬🇧