This blog is a personal take on Listowel, Co. Kerry. I am writing for anyone anywhere with a Listowel connection but especially for sons and daughters of Listowel who find themselves far from home. Contact me at listowelconnection@gmail.com
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Mary Cogan, retired from teaching in Presentation Secondary School, Listowel, Co. Kerry. I am a native of Kanturk, Co. Cork.
I have published two books; Listowel Through a Lens and A minute of your Time
The lovely 5 year old Kerrie Browne and her dog, Milo, pose for the camera beside Paud Pelican’s skilfully constructed turf stuaics.
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Ballincollig, Supporting Cork, Win, Lose or Draw
The bunting is still up. The pain of what might have been still being felt.
The real winner on Sunday July 21 2024 was hurling. The game was broadcast by the BBC and the reactions of this new audience say so much about hurling as the best game in the world.
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The Big Fair
We have had a very interesting email from Kay Caball.
Mary, your readers might be interested in this significant piece of Listowel history recovered by the Virtual Treasury.https://virtualtreasury.ie/ It is the Licence granted on 13th August 1688 by William [20th] Lord Baron of Kerry & Lixnaw to hold a Wednesday Market, & two Fairs on the Feast of St. Swithin (15 July) & St Luke (18 of October) on the day before each, at the Town of Listowhill.
I am sure many of your older readers will remember the ‘Big Fairs’ that took over the town each May and October.
I don’t have to tell you of the great work being done by the research partnership of the Virtual Treasury recovering and reconstructing, through digital technology many of the records destroyed in the disastrous fire of our national archives in 1922
Kay
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A Definition
From The Devil’s Dictionary
by Ambrose Bierce
circus, n. a place where horses, ponies and elephants are permitted to see men, women and children acting the fool.
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A Fact
In 1981 in Florence, Sebastian Coe set a world record for the 800m. that stood unbeaten for 16 years.
If it rains on July 15 St. Swithin’s Day, ( and it did), many of you will have grown up with this folklore regarding the date ie if it rains on that day, it will rain for forty more days.
Swithin (or Swithun to give him his proper name) was a 9th century Anglo-Saxon bishop and his folklore has survived right across England, Scotland, Wales, Cornwall and Ireland since. You even find it in Newfoundland or where people from these countries settled.
To be fair, it pissed down in Ireland last year on this day and didn’t really let up all year. However, I did hear it said that the bowld Saint Bartholomew’s Day on the 24th of August could cancel Swithin’s curse as apparently once St. Bartholomew’s Day comes, he’ll wipe all the rain and tears away.
That verse goes like this “Of all the tears that St. Swithin does cry, St. Bartholomew will wipe them dry”.
And speaking of tears, I’d say there was a lot of water flowing in England last night and you can blame the Spainish for that!
While soccer fans were busy with The Euros, our little soccer player and her Gaelscoil Uí Riordáin team mates were given a moment of honour at half time in the Bohs versus Cork match on Saturday. They were all delighted to be in Páirc Uí Chaoimh on Tuesday to see Ireland beat France..
If you can see it, you can be it……
Meanwhile
in another stadium
The GAA was showcasing its up and coming talent at half time in the Kerry Armagh game.
Another admirable group was honoured.
We won’t mention the game.
Croke Park photos from Bridget O’Connor.
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Gatherings
Since time immemorial Irish people have gathered on summer Sundays on hilltops to eat, drink, dance and celebrate.
I never hard of a barbecue when I was young and when we ate outdoors it wasn’t ever referred to as a picnic. It was merely having your tea in the field so that there was minimum disruption to the work.
Originally, according to Kevin Danaher, people went to hills to pick berries. These outings were popular with young people and many marriages were made between people who first met on “Gooseberry Hill” or on “Heatherberry Sunday”
In Knockfeerina in Co. Limerick there is a tradition of gathering on the level top of the ridge where they ” played games., flirted, danced and sang, ate and drank the dainties they had brought with them, picked fraocháin and flowers, some of which they laid on the small cairn called the strickeen. In the 1930s, when this custom was at its height, a bonfire was lit on the strickeen in the evening time.
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A Definition
from The Devil’s Dictionary by Ambrose Bierce
bore, n. a person who talks when you wish him to listen
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A Fact
Mongolia’s largest airport is called after Genghis Khan. He had more than 500 wives. and too many children to count. One in ten people in Central Asia today are his descendants.
SIAMSA Tíre has appointed Justin Walsh as its Community Engagement Manager.
He will be responsible for connecting with the Siamsa Tíre Community cast and the diverse communities across Kerry, to explore opportunities to deepen relationships, develop engagement and performance opportunities and explore new partnerships.
Nicola Hopcroft, Acting CEO, Siamsa Tíre said: “Community engagement has always been a core part of what we do at Siamsa Tíre and it will be pivotal in our future arts programming as we meet the needs of a more diverse community of artists and audiences in Tralee and Kerry. We look forward to Justin’s return to Siamsa Tíre in this new role, bringing his experience and expertise to support this.”
A native of Listowel, North Kerry, Justin began his theatre and Irish dance training at the age of five with the Jimmy Hickey School of Dance in Listowel and at seven began training with Siamsa Tíre, the National Folk Theatre of Ireland.
He graduated to perform in National Folk Theatre productions, notably Justin played the child role of Jerry Munnix the travelling dancing master in Fr Pat Ahern’s production of Ding Dong Dedero – Forging the Dance.
At 18, Justin became a full-time professional member with the company, providing training in various disciplines of theatre and dance and in particular the Munnix style of Irish dance unique to North Kerry and the folk theatre.
He was also part of the creative teams on productions including Clann Lir – Children of Lir, Oileán- A Celebration of the Blasket Islands and Moriarty the story of John Moriarty and many more.
Justin has toured both nationally and internationally with Siamsa Tíre representing Ireland at Expo 92 Seville Spain at age 11 and performing at the world-famous Fords Theatre Washington DC in 1999.
At age 20, Justin pursued a career in dance in Dublin and trained in Ballet, Jazz, Tap and Contemporary Dance at The College of Dance, Diggs Lane.
During his training, he took part in a workshop for Riverdance producers Moya Doherty & John McGolgan and performed the lead role and principal dancer of RiRá.
He subsequently successfully auditioned for Michael Flatley’s “Lord of the Dance” which began an eight-year touring career worldwide.
During this time, he performed in Michael Flatley’s productions of “Celtic Tiger” and “Feet of Flames” and in 2008 he joined “Riverdance the Show” touring extensively with a highlight of performing with Michael Flatley at Madison Square Garden New York City.
Justin also performed as lead dancer with the Norwegian Theatre Company in their production of “Playboy of the Western World”.
He has also performed on TV in Ireland and America. Justin’s qualifications include a Diploma in Professional Dance Training (College of Dance, Diggs Lane) and a Master’s Degree in dance performance at the Irish World Academy of Music and Dance University College Limerick. Justin continues to teach and is guest tutor in University College Limerick.
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It’s That Time of Year
Yes, it’s July and the school doors have barely closed for the summer holidays. In a total shift since my day, this is the time for school supplies buying. I’m told that parents now like to get it all done and dusted in July so as not to have to think about school again until late August when the schools are open again.
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A Poem
Clothes Old and New
I have several old clothes, boots and shoes
Clogging up wardrobes and storage space
Each garment having fully served out their time with me
We have a saying in our house
When clothes or shoes start looking shoddy
They should be consigned to a new life
Adorning the inners of our garage wardrobe.
My wife loves decluttering
And is a regular supplier to charity shops
I am a sentimentalist and love to hoard
I have raincoats and warm winter coats
Never again to be worn in public places
Old jumpers and six pairs of runners
Some over two decades old
But they still serve a purpose
In protecting me from wind and cold
Or keeping my house gear clean
During the gardening maintenance season.
I remember my younger days
How different things were then
There were good clothes and old clothes
And the corduroy jackets and pants for school
School uniforms were unheard of.
Saturday nights were special times
There was bath times and hair washing sessions
The Sunday clothes were taken down
And all were doubly checked for cleanliness
Shoes were polished with mirror like sheen
Ensuring everything was ready for the weekly family outing
That great spiritual and social event, the Sunday mass.
Neighbours went to Sunday service
Everyone went to some Sunday religious event
There was great chat and unhurried story telling
Outside every church on Sunday mornings.
After all the natter we went to Curneen’s shop
To buy the Sunday Independent
And the sticky lollipop for the younger fry
And off we scampered home for breakfast
Because we had been fasting since midnight
So that we could receive Holy Communion at mass.
There were dire warnings to mind our Sunday best clothes
As we were always going visiting somewhere in the afternoon
When we came home post granny or another visit,
We changed and all the good clothes were taken off
Washed, ironed and put away safely for another Sunday.
Casual clothes were never mentioned, never heard of
Because they were not the norm in the Ireland of the late fifties.
Yes, life was different then, poorer, stricter, more regimental
Less choice of clothes, food and entertainment
But we were happy and contented,
We thrived on less and survived it all.
Mick O Callaghan
07/07/2024
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A Fact
Singer, Taylor Swift injected an estimated one billion pounds int the British and Irish economies during her Eras tour.
All those cowboy boots and friendship bracelets add up.
These roadside rapid repair stands were a feature Bobby and Carine had not encountered before. A great idea.
Lovely to be out in the thick of unspoilt Nature
Carine and Bobby love the outdoors, walking, hiking or cycling. These lovely pitstops were a welcome respite.
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Irish Travellers in the Old Days
This photograph from The National Gallery’s collection was taken by a famous travel photographer, Inge Morath.
In the photograph is a Traveller family, in a convoy of barrel top caravans on their way to Puck Fair in Killorglin in 1954.
The following essay is taken from a website called Tinteán
The article was written in 2021.
By Frank O’Shea.
In Ireland today there are about 30 000 people referred to as Travellers. Just over two years ago, the Irish parliament recognised Travellers as a distinct ethnic group within the Irish population. This was a hugely significant decision for Irish people who always regarded ourselves as homogeneous. It was also of course significant for the Travellers, because it went a long way to restoring their self esteem and pride in their heritage. Interestingly, the decision does not create new rights and has no implications for public expenditure.
So who are these people we call Travellers? They used to live mostly in caravans or mobile homes in which they travelled all over the country or into England. They have Irish surnames – Ward, Connors, Carty, O’Brien, Cash, Coffey, Furey, MacDonagh, Mohan. In recent times, some have moved into the settled community; the town of Rathkeale in Co Limerick, population about 2000, has about 45% Travellers.
en.wikipedia.org
That the Travellers are a distinct ethnic sub-group within Ireland has been recognised as a result of recent research. To summarise that research:
The Travellers are not part of the Indo-European Romani groups found in Europe and the Americas.
Genetic studies have shown that
The Travellers are genetically Irish
There are subgroups within them
There is a suggestion of strong origins from the midland counties
It used to be thought that the Travellers owed their origins to the Irish Famine or to the Huguenots who came to Ireland from persecution in France and were able to buy out small farms, but the new studies suggest that they go back much farther, as much as 1000 years.
The most reliable evidence shows that this distinctiveness from the local Irish population goes back between eight and 14 generations. Taking 11 generations as a reasonable median, this has given a possible origin as following the Cromwellian era.
Another set of researches has shown that a particular allele (a variation of a gene) is found in 100% of Travellers, but in only 89% of the settled Irish population. This may be due to the long tradition of intermarriage within the community, but could also be interpreted as a sign of a possible ‘Abraham’ of all Travellers.
There is a unique Traveller language, variously known as Cant or Shelta or Gammon. This is quite distinct and has echoes in their spoken English. It contains words from Italian and Latin but its vocabulary is mainly Irish, sometimes in a clever anagram. For instance in Gammon the word for whiskey is scaihaab = scai + haab = anagramatically isca baha = phonetically uisce beatha, the Irish for whiskey. Likewise, the Shelta word for door is sarod, which is the Irish word doras backwards. For the Irish Travellers, Shelta or Gammon is usually regarded as a kind of code used deliberately to maintain privacy from settled people.
As well as their own language, travellers have a kind of semaphore for communication. For example, the rags which they leave attached to bushes when they move from a particular halting-place are significant. Red and white rags indicate that it was a good place; black or dark-coloured cloths tell of sickness or trouble with locals. In their folklore, as in that of many gypsies, the colour red has an important part to play as a protection against the Evil Eye.
In the middle of the last century Bryan MacMahon, the Listowel playwright and novelist, became friendly with the Travellers, learning their language and moving easily among them. He has written extensively about them, both as fact and in fiction.
One paper which MacMahon wrote for the American Museum of Natural History attracted great attention. He received dozens of requests for transcripts of the article and for further information. Most of these requests were from university research schools, but some were from organisations with military or secret service connections. Intrigued by this, MacMahon enquired why his work should create such interest. He was told that in modelling the behaviour of people in a post-holocaust situation, useful guides were provided by marginal tribes like the Lapps, the Inuit or the Irish Travellers. All have survived harsh social and climatic treatment and have learnt to adapt to the most inhospitable of conditions.
There can be great poverty among Travellers, especially those who move into the big urban areas. In campsites on the fringe of Dublin, conditions are primitive and unhygienic. Yet most caravans have a television and many have a satellite dish.
I now refer to my understanding of the Travellers from my growing up in Ireland. In the first place, we called them tinkers, a term that was not used pejoratively: this was a time when, if your kettle or cooking pot had a hole in it, you did not throw it out, you had it mended and if you were lucky, the tinkers were in the locality and they did it perfectly. They were tinsmiths and if we called them tinkers, we were not aware of any offence. It is possible also that the word is a version of tinklers, people who do lots of small jobs.
They would come to our part of Kerry for patterns and fairs or simply on a wide tour which covered our area at about the same time each year. Sometimes the children would come to school for a few weeks and we were always told to treat them with respect and kindness. There were occasional all-in fights between families but never with locals. Farmers might get angry about piebald horses grazing in their fields, while their wives became more alert in counting their chickens but in general there was a Christian tolerance for these people, ‘God’s gentry.’
Sometimes they would sell holy pictures or little statues and we would buy one or two. They were then and still are, strongly Catholic in their beliefs and practices. They had a strong moral code: teenage sex was a particular concern and it was common for girls to marry at 16-17 and men 18 or 19. They did not marry outside their own people, and marriages between first or second cousins were not unusual.
When they were in the area, their women might come to our back door and ask my mother for a jug of milk or a cup of sugar, which would be given without hesitation. Sigerson Clifford, the Cahirciveen poet writes fondly of them. Many of the poems in his Ballads of a Bogman are devoted to them and to stories about them, always told with respect and great affection.
The tree-tied house of planter Is colder than east wind. The halldoor of the gombeen Has no welcome for our kind.
The homestead of the grabber Is hungry as a stone; But the little homes of Kerry Will give us half their own.
From The Ballad of the Tinker's Wife.
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A Fact
James Naismith, a Canadian, invented basketball in Massachusetts in 1891. It was 21 years before it occurred to anyone to cut a hole in the bottom of the basket