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Tag: Ballygologue Cross

Ballygologue Cross, Outdoor Dining in The Square and Orators and their Hearers

In Killarney National Park Photo; Jim McSweeney


Ballygologue Cross in October 2021


An Observant Poet


Changes in The Square

The planning notice has gone up for our proposed outdoor dining and performance areas. There are to be three covered structures with lighting and benches. The plans are available for inspection until November 25th and there will be people in Áras an Phiarsaigh to answer your questions.


From Shannonside Annual 1956


Listowel ICA at St. Patrick’s Day, St. Michael’s and Malahide Castle

An Old Gate

This gate is a kind of folly. You can see it on the John B. Keane Road near the Ballygologue Crossroads. It is beside a back lane into Ballygologue. It serves no purpose except to remind us that this was once the countryside and this was a gate into a field.


John B. Keane Road in March 2020

Cahirdown in lockdown


St. Michael’s extension

This is the newly built extension to St. Michael’s College. It’s quiet and deserted now but will see teenage boys enjoy its facilities in the not too distant future.


Listowel ICA in St. Patrick’s Day Parades

(Photos provided by Máire MacMahon)


The Healing Hand of Nature

(photos from Eamon Ó Murchú taken in March 2020 before the lockdown)


A Poem from John McGrath

Missing the Last Waltz

My mother wears her bitterness

Like a dark shawl tonight.

Turf-smoke curls about her smoke-grey hair.’Your father had two left feet,’ she spits
Grasping the tongs with blue-veined fingers,
She pokes the fire to coax the dying flames.
‘I should have married a dancer,’ she sighs
And now her eyes are filled
With the hornpipes of memory
As the ghosts of a thousand hopefuls
Swirl her round the room.
‘O, how we loved to dance.’
We lose her for a moment
In the ashes of lost chances,
Until once more the fading embers flicker.
‘We could have had our pick,
Kathleen and me.’
Twin heartbreakers in pleated dresses.
They left the dancers standing,
Dashing down Oxford Road
For the last train home,
Missing the last waltz.

John McGrath

Ballygologue Cross, The Feale in Summer 2018 and The Abbey in 1963

Ballybunion as you’ve rarely seen it

Photo credit; Salva Tore


Is this the best kept corner of Listowel?

 This is Ballygologue Cross, always in pristine condition.

Across the road is the entrance to Hawthorn Drive, another pristine estate.


Started Early, Took my dog

Molly posed by a local landmark just to prove to her family that she is seeing all the sights while she is on her Kerry holidays.

We took our early morning walk by The Feale, which is the driest I have ever seen it.


An Old Abbey programme

Mary McKenna of Newbridge brought me an old Abbey programme when she came for the John B. Keane Festival.

Health and Safety in 1963 was the spraying of Jeyes’  Floral Spray

“Ireland’s gift to a thirsty world”

Ah, The Queen’s!

So many of the Abbey greats!

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