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A Poem, Athea, old Cork and generosity personified at Christmas 2017

Swing Low, Sweet Chariot

Forget Elf on the shelf. Chris Grayson’s robins are up to morning adventures as well.

Ballylongford in Winter 2017     Photo by Ita Hannon


The Wind         by James Stephens

The wind stood up
and gave a shout

He whistled on his
fingers and

Kicked the
withered leaves about,

And thumped the
branches with his hand.

And said that he’d
kill, and kill, and kill

And so he will!
And so he will!


Athea’s Local Chronicler

Domhnall de Barra does his local district a great service by bringing them a regular update soon local happenings in his 

Athea and District News

Here is some of what he has to say in Christmas 2017

The Festive Season 

Domhnall de Barra

Christmas time is upon
us again and the buying frenzy has already started. In trying to understand
why, I googled Christmas and found a lot of information about the origins of
the feast and how it developed over the years. You can do this yourselves so I
won’t go into it except  for the following passage:

The celebratory customs associated in various
countries with Christmas have a mix of 
Christian, and 
secular themes
and origins. Popular modern customs of the holiday include 
gift giving,
completing an 
Advent calendar or Advent wreathChristmas music and caroling,
lighting a 
viewing a 
Nativity play,
an exchange of 
Christmas cardschurch services,
special meal,
and the display of various 
, including Christmas treesChristmas lightsnativity scenesgarlandswreathsmistletoe,
In addition, several closely related and often interchangeable figures, known
Santa ClausFather ChristmasSaint Nicholas,
are associated with bringing gifts to children during the Christmas season and
have their own body of 
traditions and
lore. Because gift-giving and many other aspects of the Christmas festival
involve heightened economic activity, the holiday has become a significant
event and a key sales period for retailers and businesses. The economic impact
of Christmas has grown steadily over the past few centuries in many regions of
the world.

That passage sums
up  in a few sentences what Christmas is about but it does not tell the
whole story. With all the ballyhoo, the real meaning of Christmas can easily
get lost. It was created to  celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ, an event
that is central to Christian beliefs. December 25th may not be the real date of
the Lord’s birth but it was chosen because it was the shortest day of the
year in the Roman calendar and marked the beginning of the longer days  to
come and more light. When people celebrate they often do so by eating together
so the Christmas dinner began. It was, and still is, a great family occasion
and a time for loving and sharing…..


Cork in 1920


A Heartwarming Story

This is Eunice Perrin of Duagh. Eunice loves to knit and every evening she knits little hats for premature babies as she watches her favourite TV programmes.

I met her in Scribes on Saturday where she was meeting up with another very generous soul. Namir Karim is closing down his craft shop in Church Street and he gifted Eunice twenty balls of knitting yarn for her charity knitting. Maureen Connelly agreed to be the liaison person to deliver the yarn and collect the caps.

Three kind people


Getting Ready for Christmas in Asdee in the 1950s

by Jim Costelloe in his book…Asdee a Rural Miscellany

Whitewashing the
dry walls around the house was one of the jobs that had to be done for
Christmas. The outer walls of dwelling houses had to be lime washed also. The
lime had to be prepared a few days beforehand and I have a memory of rocks of
lime in the bottom of a bucket being covered with boiling water as the mixture
stewed a combination of steam and lime into the air,  Some blue dye which was also used for
bleaching white clothes on washday was also added to make the lime wash brilliant
white. The yard and the bohreen near the house were also brushed and a general
clean up was done.

There were no
commercial;l Christmas decorations for sale in the shops, or, if they were,
they were not bought by most rural householders. Holly and ivy were the only
decorations I remember with the odd simple crib. We were aware before Christmas
of the holly with the “knobs” was as we would have been hunting and searching
the fences for plums and sloes during the autumn.


Well deserved Cultural Archive Award for Listowel’s Lartigue


The sea gives up its secrets

As Noelle Hegarty was taking her morning walk on Beale strand yesterday, she noticed that the tide  had washed clean the sand that usually covers the old slipway.


A Poem for Christmas 2017

sent to us by Mary McElligott

Garden of Europe in Winter, Memories of growing up in Listowel and a Kind Lady

Garden of Europe in January 2017

The Garden of Europe looks very bare these days. A lot of cutting back and clearing work has been done and we are in the fallow period before the spring growth.

Hydrangeas look ugly when they are dead.

Schiller looks exposed without his dress of yellow roses.

 The soil is wet and spongy.

A few last primroses add a hint of colour to the dead leaves.


“….That best portion of a good’s life; 

His little nameless unremembered acts of kindness and of love”  Wordsworth

These little caps for premature babies were knitted in Listowel by a lady called Eunice Perrin. Eunice loves to knit and she spends her evenings knitting these little caps which she donates to CUH Maternity hospital. She has knitted hundreds so far and the hospital is extremely grateful. 

As an infection control measure these lovely little handmade caps are used only once.


Maria Sham Remembers    (continued)

 Maria’s Nan

 A young Maria with her nan

I was 6 years when
I went to live with my Grandmother Canty. She only lived at the other end of
the road from mam. It was this year also I made my first Holy Communion. The
nuns would treat us to breakfast as then you had to be fasting to receive Holy
Communion. The breakfast was cocoa and bread and jam.

Maria on her first communion day.

Grandmother Canty was
a dressmaker and I would sit under her old sewing machine and make rag dolls
out of all the scraps. Nan, as we called her, would sew special long drawers
for the local nurse and I was delighted to deliver them as I would get 2p for

My Grandmother
Canty loved to go to the Sunday matinee in the cinema and I would have to
accompany her. On Monday morning at school, Sister would ask who went to the
cinema. I would have to own up and then get the bamboo on the back of the hands.
So it went on every Monday, until I got wise and kept my mouth shut and some
traitor in the class would tell on me and I would get double punishment.

At Nan Canty’s we
had a dog named Teddy, a mixed breed, and for some reason this dog followed me
every place. It was like the rhyme Mary had a little lamb. Teddy would be
waiting for me after school.  That was lovely! But it happened that one Sunday he
followed me into the church when I had gone to Mass. My embarrassment when I
saw Teddy up at the altar; well you can imagine the Canon calling to whoever
owned this dog to remove him. Of course I was almost under the seat hidden by
my friends. It took two men to get hold of Teddy and get him out. Some time
later he had an accident and did not survive. Poor Teddy!

(more tomorrow)


This photo of the Ballybunion Road at Convent Cross brought back happy memories to one blog follower, Marie (Nelligan) Shaw.

She sent me the following email;

Love the picture of Ballybunion Rd. The middle house belonged to my grandmother and I was mostly raised there. The first one belonged to Tim and Josephine O’Sullivan. And the third one, owned by Jack & Kate Thornton who operated a sweet shop. It was subsequently owned by Albert & Mary Kennedy who had a local grocery there.
Great memories of simpler times and fun filled days.
Thanks Mary,Marie Shaw

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