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A Poem or Two, a snap or three and an extraordinary crowd in Cork in 1932

Little Drummer Boy

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Switching on the Christmas lights, November 26 2017

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We had one of these

This pump is in a lawn outside the Tinteán Theatre in Ballybunion. I remember a pump just like this in what we called the pump field at home. It used to take a lot of elbow grease to get water out of it.

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I try to include this poem/song every Christmas as I know it means a lot to Listowel people


Kerry Candlelight by Bryan MacMahon




I am standing here at Euston, and my heart is light and gay,

For ‘tis soon I’ll see the moonlight all a- dance on Dingle Bay,

So behind me, then, is London, with the magic of its night,

And before me is a window filled with Kerry Candlelight.


CHORUS

‘Tis the lovely light of glory that came down from heav’n on high,

And, whenever I recall it, there’s a teardrop in my eye,

By the mountainside at twilight, in a cottage gleaming white,

There my true love sits a dreaming in the Kerry Candlelight.



She’ll be waiting by the turf fire; soon our arms will be entwined,

And the loneliness of exile will be lost or cast behind,

As we hear the Christmas greetings of the neighbours in the night,

Then our hearts will beat together in the blessed Candlelight.



Now the train is moving westwards, so God speed its racing wheels,

And God speed its whistle ringing o’er the sleeping English fields,

For I’m dreaming of an altar where, beside my Breda bright,

I will whisper vows of true love in the Kerry Candlelight.

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Walking the Kerry Way


David Breen took this photo as he was walking The Kerry Way

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Home in Asdee

Liam OHainnín found this one and posted it on Facebook


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A Few More Photos from Enterprise Evening

The special guest on the night was Rachel Allen. She was interviewed by Billy Keane.





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Would you believe it?


Tony Leen shared this photo on Twitter with this caption:

An extraordinary picture of the crowds outside the @irishexaminer office in 1932 awaiting news of the Jack Doyle-Jack Peterson world heavyweight title fight at White City in London.

Grandchildren in Kerry, Hamilton and St Mary’s Stained Glass

Kevin Day of East Cork Camera Club called his photo “On the Lookout” when he entered it in the Rebel Cup photography competition.

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Girls in Kerry


My girls posed for me with the Feale monument in Listowel town square.

I snapped this man mowing the grass in the pitch and putt course. Members work hard to keep the course  in tip top condition these days.


Modern girls playing an age old game of “Soldiers”

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Meanwhile in Chicago



Have you heard of Hamilton, the musical?  It’s the hot ticket in the US right now.  Hamilton is a musical based on the life of one of America’s founding fathers, Alexander Hamilton.


My nephew, Philip and his wife, Anna secured two tickets, to the great envy of their friends.

Their verdict: It lived up to the hype. It was brilliant.

The good news is that there are plans for a movie so we’ll all get to see it next year.

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St. Mary’s window


This magnificent stained glass window is behind the main altar in St. Mary’s Listowel. As you can see  from the below pictures the window was donated to the church by the women of the parish. This fascinates me. Who decided that only the women would make such a huge donation? Who organised the collection of the money?

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The wireless comes to Asdee  (Jim Costelloe)


These were the days before electricity,
when the storm lamp and the double burner lamps were the only source of light.
The Tilley lamp was a great improvement- part of it was the mantle which could
not be touched or it would completely disintegrate. These were also the days of
the wireless with the wet and dry batteries. The wet battery had to be charged.
That meant cycling to Timmy Kennelly’s in Ballylongford. There was no wireless
in The Blessed Well Bohreen in 1947 and I have vivid memories of the All Ireland
Final that year which was played in New York. Slatterys inn Asdee cillage was
one of the few houses to have the wireless then and a large crowd of us
gathered there to listen to the match. The window was open and we stood outside
in the evening sunshine, enthralled by the magic of Michael O’Hehir’s voice.
The first wireless around the Blessed Well Bohreen was at Moloney’s. A test of
the worth of the wireless was how far it could be heard at full volume.
Innocent days of outr youth, where are they gone?

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RTE Stars of the Seventies


Photos of Dublin on Facebook shared this great old promotional picture. The ones I can name are Vincent Hanley R.I.P., Pat Kenny, Jimmy Greally? and Maxi. At the back are Dave Fanning, Jerry Ryan R.I.P. and is that Shay Healy?

“Time and tide wait for no man.”

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Just Rewards


I met some of the girls from Presentation Primary School marching band at Super Valu on Monday May 8 2017. Their teacher, Miss Molyneaux was rewarding them with ice cream because they had given up their free time on Sunday to lead the parade for Coiste na nÓg.

New business, Ballybunion on the Wild Atlantic Way, and Listowel Military Festival 2017

Theresa Collins of Mallow Camera Club is the photographer.

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New Pharmacy at The Gold Corner


Work is underway on Doran’s Pharmacy due to open soon at this location.

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Ballybunion on the Wild Atlantic Way

These details from the WAW sign point out some of the reasons for  the universal appeal of Ballybunion. I count myself blessed to have it on my doorstep.


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Setting the Spuds


(from Jim Costelloe’s Asdee…..)

Potatoes were grown in drills but the
belief existed that, because the ridges were made in virgin soil (bawn) they
produced better crops. To prepare the soil for drills, which were always made
in broken ground or stubbles, the garden was ploughed as normal. It was later
harrowed with a spring harrow, rolled, harrowed again and again rolled. The
area was then ploughed again, and rolled and again harrowed to make sure there
were no lumps in the soil and that the earth was fine and loose. The process
helped the germination and crop growth of the seed potatoes. When the ground
was ready, the drills were opened using a double boarded plough.

Farmyard dung was then drawn from the dung
heap beside the cowshed with the horse and butt car. It was later spread on all
the furrows with four prong pikes. The drills were now ready for the sciolláns
so all members of the family were called on to spread the seed. The seeds were
laid on the dung in the furrows and the drills were split so that the furrows
with the potatoes on the dung became drills and the drills were the new
furrows. There was less manual work with drills although the spreading of the
sciolláns was severe on the back. The varities of potatoes sown then included
Aran Banners for fowl and farm animals, Kerr’s Pink, Aran Victors (blue ones)
and Records. The early variety, Epicure was set in the kitchen garden near the
house.

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The Siege of Jadotville

Sheila and Leo Quinlan (son of Pat Quinlan) with Ann and Jim Halpin



Jim Halpin is a man who does more then anyone in Listowel to make sure that  the men who served their country are remembered. He has put his money where his mouth is and invested heavily in his excellent military history museum on Church St. and every year he organises a reunion and celebration for his friends and old comrades in The Irish Army Reserve.

Jim invited me to an event he had set up for Friday April 28 2017 in The Seanchaí. I felt privileged to attend.

Kathy Walsh, Dr. Declan Downey and John Pierse at The Seanchaí

After a cheese and wine reception, the dignitaries and honoured guests were piped into the auditorium.




Aoife Thornton, our current mayor, made a presentation to Leo and Sheila Quinlan.


Dr. Declan Downey filled us in on the background to Jadotville and the travesty that followed.


This was the early days of Ireland’s peacekeeping involvement with the United Nations. The African country of Congo had freed itself from its Belgian and French colonisers and was now a republic. The oil and mineral rich Katangan province was backed by rich oil and mining companies in its bid to form an independent state within Congo. The United Nations was called on to help maintain peace between the state forces and the rebels.

Conor Cruise O’Brien was the UN man on the ground when the UN peacekeepers were sent in. O’Brien had no experience as a diplomat and, according to Downey, made a very bad job of it.

Commandant Pat Quinlan, a Kerryman, was the man in charge of the UN compound in Jadotville in Katanga. He and his small band were charged with keeping the peace between the Congolese and Katangan troops whose ranks were swelled with mercenaries brought in by the vested interest in mining and oil.

The siege lasted 6 days with Quinlan’s A Company outnumbered 20 to 1. Orders from O’Brien were to keep fighting even though the Irishmen were inflicting heavy casualties on the Katangans. The peacekeepers had become peace enforcers.

Eventually when they had run out of ammunition and food supplies, every bullet having been fired twice, and Quinlan was left completely on his own, he made the only decision he could to protect the lives of the men in his charge; he surrendered.

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We were shown the film starring Jamie Dornan which brought all of this story to life for us. After the surrender the men served a month as prisoners of war while the UN and the Congo debated what to do with them. Eventually they were released and came home to an ignominious lack of welcome. Despite continuous campaigning their heroism was ignored until nine years after Quinlan’s death. In 2016 Quinlan’s reputation was restored and his men honoured by the Irish state which they served so loyally and so well.

At Listowel Military Festival 2017 the surviving members of A company were honoured guests and after the wreath laying ceremony on Saturday April 29 2017, they were invited to stand as their fellow veterans marched past in a gesture of respect for them.


Public Benches, Sundays in the 1950s and painting at St. John’s

Photo: Elizabeth O’Connell of Mallow Camera Club for their People at Work project

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Public Seating invites us to Linger


We are very lucky in Listowel to have an abundance of public seats in beautiful corners of our town. They just invite the walker or sight seer to rest a while. Here are a few I photographed lately

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The Way we Were From Jim Costello’s Asdee Miscellany



“In days gone by we had a six
day week where Saturday was an ordinary
working day and Saturday night was spent preparing for Sunday. Sundays and
church holidays were days of rest and no servile work was done. If the weather
was very bad of a year, the priests gave permission to farmers from the altar
during Sunday mass to save their crops. Even with the approval of the clergy,
some farmers still would not work on the land on Sundays.”

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As I remember it Sunday was a day for visiting. My father would tackle up the horse and we would pile into the trap and go to visit our relatives who lived a few miles away. We would still be dressed in our “Sunday best” so we had to be on our best behaviour and keep our good clothes clean. As soon as we got home they would be put away until next Sunday. If there was no visiting on the agenda we changed out of our best attire immediately after mass. 

If the visitors were coming to us, it would be for a few hours in the afternoon between dinner and tea. They always brought sweet cake and there would be chatting and tea drinking for the adults all afternoon.

If we were not either visiting or being visited we used to listen to the radio or read.  Maureen Potter’s “C’mon Christy,” was always part of Sundays as was The Clitheroe Kid’s “Ow, me leg!”

We always did the crossword in The Sunday Press. This was no trial of skill really, just guesswork. I always hoped we’d win. We never did. My mother loved to take a shot at Spot the Ball. Again we never had any luck there either.


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Work at St. John’s



As I was walking in the Square I spotted a cherry picker accessing the roof of St. John’s

Our Arts Centre is getting a lick of paint

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Cherry Blossom Time


I was with John Boyne in Knocknagoshel and in Athea with the fairies

In Knocknagoshel with John Boyne




My regular readers may remember that I visited Knocknagoshel some time ago. I was on a recce mission for my job during Listowel Writers’ Week 2014, i.e. to escort John Boyne of Boy in Striped Pyjamas fame to talk to his fans in their own community centre in a glorious corner of North Kerry.

It is one of the triumphs of Writers’ Week and particularly The National Children’s Literary Festival  that it brings big name authors to small places to meet their readers.

This year Knocknagoshel hosted two authors, Alan Early and John Boyne. They talked to an appreciative audience of children from local schools.

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While we were in Knocknagoshel I met two busy local ladies. One of them was making 21 dinners for her Meals on Wheels friends and the other lady was busy in the laundry beside the hall where we had our event. This local community is exemplary in its efforts to care for its vulnerable people  and to look out for everyone.  

Arise Knocknagoshel, Take a bow; A truly inspirational place. 

I’m glad I got to go there.

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Out and About in Listowel


While Michael Guerin was in town with his camera during Writers’ Week he took a few snaps of local people.


He also recorded a few good memories at Kay Caball’s launch



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Some Fairy lore


Fairies have to be 12 years old and they have to sit three exams before they are responsible enough to collect baby teeth. Our baby teeth contain all our childhood memories, dreams and wishes.

Animals can see fairies and talk to them

Fairies are nocturnal.

They love shiny things.

Fairies are multilingual.

These and other fairy “facts” I learned from The Irish Fairy Door Co

When I was at the Kingdom County Fair I met a man from Sneem who was making lovely fairy and elf doors, but any half handy carpenter could make you a door for your very own fairy. I’d recommend you get one. They are great fun.

Here are some more photos from my trip to Athea, home of ten fairies:

Entrance to The Giant’s Garden
Flags of many nations
Sign on a seat along the walk
Fairy post box; you can leave a letter for the fairies here.

Rustic paths through lush undergrowth.

Lú is the local Athea fairy. It was she who helped the giant in his distress after the accident with his mother’s remains on the way to the graveyard which lies at the top of Fairy Mountain.

looking down from Fairy Mountain
Some of the Tidy Town Committee who developed the project

A fairy loving birthday party group from Duagh ready to investigate the fairy trail

Our M.C. for the day
Our story teller

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Magnificent White Lion

Source; Get inspired

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Listowel Celtic U14 Premier League Champions & Cup Finalists 2014    (photo; John Kelliher)



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Ah, lads!




This is not funny. Someone has stolen this sign from outside Asdee.

These signs are expensive, informative and decorative. They advertise our pride of place and are meant for everyone visiting the area.

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