Eva helps her granda snap up cute poetry prize

Eva McCartney
Eva McCartney

A retired Derry teacher who wrote a poem about his adorable little granddaughter is thrilled to see his work in print after winning a national competition.

John McCartney, who was a science teacher at St Columb’s College and Thornhill College, is doubly delighted after an accompanying photograph he took of Eva as a toddler, caught the eye of the judges in the competition run by United Press.

The photo of Eva when she was aged two, was chosen out of all the entries across the UK to grace the cover of a book entitled ‘The Cute Factor Winners 2013’.

John, (76) who lives in Eglinton, started writing poetry seriously when he retired from teaching after 25 years.

“I entered the competition because Eva fits the word cute in every way. She loves wearing high-heeled shoes and gets so excited especially about her Granny. She hangs on her leg so that granny can’t escape while she talks incessantly to her.” Eva lives in Dublin where her dad William (Billy) is a vet.

Julie Embury, one of the judges who awarded the £100 prize to John, said: “We had some wonderful entries. It’s really inspiring to see how much parents, grandparents, uncles and aunts adore these toddlers.”

United Press run competitions to encourage people to ‘have a go’ at poetry. For details visit the website at www.unitedpress.co.uk or post a poem to United Press Ltd, Admail 3735, London, EC1B 1JB.


Clip clop, clip clop, clip clop,

Stiletto soundings strike the solid floor

A beaming face with anxious glow

Rounds the glassy door.

A car pulls up still running

Bonnet flashing at the midday sun

It’s Granny, cries the seated dad

And swivels round in pretended fun.

The little face lights up and cries

Where? Where? I must see her now!

She leaps from the high-heeled shoes

Grabbing the window sill somehow.

A beautiful stunning, sunny, elfish, smile

That would surely melt a stony face.

She whirls and dances on the floor

Each one admires such ballerina grace.

With golden tresses dangling down

She tosses her head with girlish glee

And sings her song with childish fun.

Granny laughs and daddy slaps his knee. (J. F. McCartney)