Keys To My Life review: Nostalgia and sadness as Mary Kennedy reveals childhood memories  

Mary Kennedy recalls the family's Bakelite phone, and her regrets at not seeing her beloved father laid out in his coffin 
Mary Kennedy and Brendan Courtney on Keys to My Life.

Mary Kennedy and Brendan Courtney on Keys to My Life.

Within minutes of setting foot in her 1950s-built childhood home in Clondalkin, broadcaster Mary Kennedy slips inside the hall cupboard.

“This was our phone booth… a big Bakelite phone on a shelf there …you’d close the door and be on the phone for hours.” 

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