To celebrate LGBT History Month, we've created a presentation of our recent audio-visual project with the Mind Yourself LGBT Group: Click here.
We'll regularly update the page with more content over the course of the month.
Working with the Irish LBGT group makes me feel closer to my community. We can be very quiet, the Irish. Private. We seem to have an ability to just grind our teeth and get on with it individually while at the same time caring for each other in an unspoken way. Caring but distant.
I left Drogheda for the last time in 1993 and came here to London 'for six months'. How many times I have heard that sentence since then!
I was sent to New York initially to do post-graduate studies in Theology and Psychology. I did a doctorate at Fordham University and New York Theological Seminary. I worked there for over twenty years and I got very involved in the Lesbian Gay Bisexual Transsexual liberation movement. Primarily, that happened, or it collapsed into the AIDS pandemic in 1981 where AIDS was first “officially” diagnosed in New York and San Francisco amongst the gay community. It was known as GRID, Gay Related Immune Deficiency. I became chaplain or theological advisor to people who were dying of AIDS.
This is my favourite story from Ireland. Its a photo of the 1962 All Ireland Football final. My two uncles, Don and Des, played for Roscommon, bringing the team to the All Ireland Finals for the first time in the club's history.
Dublin-born and bred, and having had several dead-end jobs by the age of 21, I made up my mind in 1960 that I would emigrate and, with no real qualifications, I felt the whole world was out there for me, with the US and Australia at the top of my list.
Mum is running again - not for the first time or the last. At 5 I'm too young to understand but I know something is up- there are secrets in the air.
Arrived in London from Limerick at 18 years of age, joined the boys from home in a squat at Kings Cross. Next day walked across the street and got a start digging a hole by hand with a guy who came over in the 70's.
At the Mind Yourself Living Room, we've had a map up on the wall where people can spontaneously add 'something' of their story, without giving too much away, and place it in the area of their choice.
Mind Yourself organised a public conversation that brought Irish people from across London together to discuss mental health in the Irish community.
In Summer 2013 we started what has come to be known fondly as the 'Tea n Chat Sessions'. Volunteers have come together, one-to-one with members of the community over many evenings and many bottomless cups of tea in other to share and record their story of journey to London.
Pádraig, who moved to London in 1955, shares a song. 
Ciara recalls her warm welcome to the city and is joined by Éabhall and Bairbre, two other young migrants as they consider all London has to offer. Part 2/2. 
A new, young migrant talks about her journey from Dublin to London via Beirut. She speaks of moments she misses with loved ones and the pressure she felt to make things work having left for greener pastures. Part 1/2. 
‘..in those days not everybody liked the Irish or wanted the Irish…’ Diane shares the story of her father’s journey in the early 1950s from the small rural town of Clonakilty to the streets of Hammersmith. Part 1/2. 
I was five when my family swapped South Dublin for South London in the late 1980’s. I became an emigrant and an immigrant in the space of one day.
My first impressions of London were of the pace, the diverse population and the noise, especially the noise. Moving to central London, I was, of course, conscious of the top notes of traffic, sirens and human voices.
In 1987 I moved to London after being made redundant in Ireland, I remember my Dad was very upset and offered to give me extra money to stay, however my mind was made up and anyway my Dad could not afford to do this and I was not prepared to take it from him.