Showing posts with label Charlie Nolan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Charlie Nolan. Show all posts

Wednesday, 31 October 2018

A Braddy Cow, Local Historians, old Santa letters and rare book finds in a charity shop.

 Church Street, Listowel


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The Braddy Cow

( The word braddy comes from the Irish bradach, a bó bradach was the thieving cow who was forever breaking into the neighbours pastures)

The following extract is taken from Jim Costelloe's great rural memoir of Asdee in the 1940's and '50s


Every herd of cows- although I doubt if the few short horn cows we had could be called a bawn- had a leader. When given the task of minding the cows she had to be supervised at all times. After all she was the inquisitive one and led the others around the boundary ditches when they were first let in to the aftergrass. While most of the cows were content to feed on the new grass which was a feast in comparison to the bare grazing fields, the braddy cow chose to roam around the field and, of course, she had to inspect the tilled area. The important part of minding the cows was to prevent any of them from getting a taste of the garden. Once the cows got the first taste of the growing turnips or cabbage at all, the job was twice as hard. The forbidden fruit was all that was on their minds after tasting the garden produce and the aftergrass, while welcome, was only to be eaten when the animals were prevented from going into the garden.


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My Fellow Local Historians

I met Charlie Nolan and Jer. Kennelly in The Square. Charlie is the greatest supporter of Listowel Connection bar none and without Jer. I wouldn't have half the great stories from the papers or photographs. It is always a pleasure to meet these two gentlemen. We are ploughing the same furrow, preserving the stories, the sights and the memories. We are  keepers of the flame.

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A Listowel Supplement to The Kerryman in 1994

A blog supporter found this great old paper and he gave it to me to share. I'm sure these girls will be thrilled to see their innocent letters to Santa reproduced here. School off for two months, Helen!







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On Being a Nana

I enjoy a privilege not granted to everyone. I have lived long enough to get to know my grandchildren.


These are three of my five grandchildren. I got to spend a day with them recently when they had a day off as their school was being used as a polling station for the presidential election.  Here we are on Station Road, Ballincollig on our way to the shops.


Then this happened. We hit the Balance charity shop in Ballincollig on the day that some Beano lover had donated his old stash of comic albums. Róisín loves nothing better than a vintage comic. She literally danced and leapt around the shop when I bought the lot. This has to be one of my best days as a Nana.

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In Lixnaw, the cradle of Kerry hurling, they are celebrating


Photo from Twitter

Wednesday, 2 August 2017

Cricket, Corran Tuathail, Googling Listowel and The Sydney Rose



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Oops, I turned the wrong corner


Yesterday I referred to this corner as Cain's of the Bridewell. One eagle eyed local historian (Vincent Carmody) luckily spotted my mistake and took the opportunity to set me straight by rounding off all my corners.
So the above is not Cain's Corner but McGinley's Corner. Cain's is where the old ESB office was. Cotter's Corner is where Scullys was and Chic is now. Walsh's Corner is now McKenna's and Dillons is the corner of William Street and Charles St. where Jackie Carmody's was. Thank you, Vincent. When it comes to Listowel's history, this man knows his stuff.

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Cricket in Sunday's Well


While I was in the Mardyke area in Cork I happened on a cricket match in progress. It all looked so leisurely and slow. It was nice to watch even if I didn't have a clue what was going on.



I think maybe it's time to ditch the all whites rule as it is impossible to tell one team from the other and they must be a nightmare to keep clean.

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Corran Tuathail in Summer 2017

Deirdre Lyons climbed the highest peak in Ireland in the company of  one of the greatest endurance athletes in Ireland, John Lenihan.  Deirdre brought her camera.








At the summit, John signed a copy of his book, Tough as Leather, for Deirdre.

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Keepers of the Flame


I have the utmost respect and admiration for these two men. They are John Lynch and Charlie Nolan. Quietly and without ceremony or hoping for any reward this pair have recorded so many events in Listowel. Because of their dedication to recording life (human and wildlife) in Listowel, future generations will have a record of what life was like in our fair town in the twentieth and twenty first centuries. We all owe them a huge debt of gratitude.

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Putting Listowel on the Map


Damien O'Mahoney is doing his bit to promote Listowel. He is a local guide for Google maps. This is not a job. It's a honorary title bestowed on someone who puts up lots of photos of their local area on Google and who contributes information to enhance the online profile of the town.

Saturday was International Google Interactive Maps Day and Damien organised a local event to photograph and improve Listowel's online presence. I went along with my two visitors. We had a great day.


Here we go a googling. We gathered at Listowel Castle. Our first task was to photograph the castle inside and out.


Catherine Moylan helped carry the "pin". The prop kept us on track as a reminder of the purpose of our tour. Catherine is one of the volunteer Tweeters for Love Listowel and the newly formed Business and Community Alliance. She was live tweeting our walk.



From the castle we looked down over the Feale.



Killian tried on a soldier's helmet. It was very heavy.


Our guide, Eamonn, explained to us all the defensive elements of the castle. Let's say it was fairly well fortified and defended. I can see why it's still standing today.


This is the view into the Square from one of the upper windows of the castle.





This is Tomás an apa on the front wall of the castle.

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What Odds?




Our local Paddy Power shop is backing the Sydney Rose for the upcoming Rose of Tralee contest. Her name is Aisling and she looks very beautiful Her campaign slogan is a catchy Ash for the Sash. Could she have a Listowel connection, I wondered?

Google had the answer. Here is her blurb on the Rose of Tralee official site;


SYDNEY ROSE AISLING WALSH

Hello from the Sydney Rose! My name is Aisling Walsh, I’m 27 years old from Ballylongford in North Kerry where I grew up with my parents, brother & sister. I broke my parents hearts and moved to Sydney four years ago with my boyfriend on a one way flight seeking a new adventure, opportunities and live the dream of travelling around the world.
First stop...Sydney and we never left!
I fell in love with this beautiful, vibrant & hectic city which has now become my second home. What’s not to love about Sydney the glorious weather, the lifestyle and endless job opportunities, I knew this was where I was meant to be. I hope to become a permanent resident by the end of 2017.
I studied a Bachelor of Science degree in the Institute of Technology Tralee and graduated with an Honours degree in General Nursing in 2012. I have a real ‘grá’ for caring & helping others ever since a young age and all I ever wanted to be was a nurse. I currently work primarily in Oncology nursing in some of the major cancer-treating hospitals in Sydney and I hope to obtain a post-graduate degree in Oncology in the near future. Within the last year I’ve become a facilitator for new-graduate students as part of a graduate program with the University of Sydney. I love being able to teach these students my Irish nursing experience & skills. Although nursing is both a physical & emotionally challenging vocation I couldn’t and wouldn’t do anything else!
I miss home almost every other day, but playing the traditional flute with a cup of Barry’s Tea or strolling along the beautiful Bondi to Coogee coastline makes everything ok! I am honoured to be representing Sydney this year and to return home to the Kingdom of Kerry for this years Rose of Tralee festival. 














Wednesday, 23 November 2016

Croc an Óir, Neo Data, Listowel, Junior Griffin, G.A.A. stilesman and another book launch


Mike Enright's Stunning View from Cnoc an Óir




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Two Neodata Weddings

Photos kindly shared by Liz Galvin

The bride and groom are Joan and Tom O'Connell
In the photo are Margaret Browne, Marion Tierney, Helen Linnane, Mary Moloney, Mary Scanlon, Sheila Hannafin, Mary Sheehy, Caroline Wee R.I.P. , Mary Kelly, Valerie Collins and Liz Galvin


Margaret Moore, Noreen McAuliffe, Kathleen Houlihan, Liz Galvin, Mary Normoyle, Betty Flaherty, Maureen O'Mahony, Mary Moloney, Magella McCarthy and Noreen Keane.


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A Gem from the Folklore commission's archive of Children's Stories

A Local Hero
The best hurler the oldest people ever remember was James Moriarty.He lived somewhere around Kilconly. One Saturday he and his wife removed to the border of the County of Cork. After going to bed that night his wife said it was better for him to be there than to be going to the "Moneens." The moneens are in Flahives farm, Bromore. "What is in the Moneens"asked the man. The woman told him that she had received a letter that he should go and attend the hurling match which was to be held there. He made up his mind to go and jumping out of bed he went off to Bromore. When the ball was thrown up he was the first man that struck it and after striking the ball he leaped thirty three feet. There is a mark to this day on the place where he jumped. The place is pointed out above at Dan Flahive's field of Bog

Nora Griffin vi
Beale, Ballybunion
June 24th 1938
Information from people at home.

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Junior Griffin's Trials and Tribulations at the turnstile on big Match Days





Do you remember the old metal Hogan stand which began life in Croke Park and was later relocated to Limerick when the present Hogan Stand was built? The entrance to this was by a staircase in the middle of the stand where a stile was placed on the ground.

The then Munster secretary, the late Seán McCarthy put me working that stile on many occasions.

I remember once being approached by the great Micheál O Hehir, who, showed me his own pass. He asked me would it be possible to let in his wife and family on this pass.
Could I even have contemplated saying NO to the voice of the GAA? I can still see the cherub faced youth in short trousers who was with him. He is now a famous commentator himself.

Working at that turnstile gave me an opportunity to meet hurling legends like Christy Ring, Mick Macassey, John Keane, Jack Lynch, Jackie Power, John Doyle and many more.

The well known press personnel of that time who used to attend matches and would pass throught my style were the late John D. Hickey (Irish Independent), Mick Dunne (Irish Press) and Paddy Downey (Irish Times).

Hickey, I thought, was a wonderful writer and I felt that his report on the 1953 Kerry Louth semi final was a classic. I still savour the headline” 
UNNUMBERED SUB. INSPIRES LOUTH TO EPIC RALLY” .

We had frightening days at matches. A Cork Tipperary hurling final in Limerick (late sixties or early seventies) drew a record attendance.

We were on duty at the terrace stiles at the Cahirdavin end and at one stage you had a crowd outside the stiles trying to gain admission aand a people inside trying to get out. It was all cash in those days. We were advised to close down and to await the Gardaí. Suddenly the crowd outside starting climbing the wall, and walking on the corrugated iron over our heads. A beam snapped and we thought the whole lot was coming down on top of us.

At that time people were roaring and, I believe, many had gone berserk.

It was time to go. We covered our satchels containing many thousands of pounds between all the stiles. Firstly, though the MAOR badges came off.

It would have been suicide if these were seen. We got out on the main road and eventually made it to safety – but it was pretty frightening.

We had another scary encounter at the same stiles for a Cork Waterford match.

Just inside the stiles a row erupted between rival supporters. Bottles started flying and some came through and broke on the iron stiles. We had to close the inner doors because of flying glass. It was dreadful while it lasted but the Gardaí came and sorted out the troublemakers.

The Munster Hurling Final of 1977 will live in my memory for different reasons. Played on the 10th of July in Thurles between Cork and Clare it drew an attendance of 44,586 Which included the president and the Taoiseach.

Our gates were closed  before half time and I remember handing in a gate of close to £3,000 all neatly folded with very little coin. 

We viewed most of the second half from what is now the old stand.

Late in the second half, Clare were awarded a side line ball which was to be taken by Mick Moroney. The Clare man raised his hurley to take his cut- but he couldn’t take his stroke!
At that moment there was a stampede of blue down the sideline. Close on 30 Gardaí rushed down the line, some outside the line and some inside.

We hadn’t a clue what it was about. It was only on our way home that we heard on the car radio that armed raiders had got away with the takings to the tune 
of £ 24, 579. 

More on that day later. 

During the eighties, Munster were invited to send stilemen to Croke Park and we went for several years. It was a great honour to work for the GAA headquarters and we worked there for both football and hurling semi finals and finals.

What Kerryman can forget 1982? I was on duty on the Hogan Stand stiles and luckily, was finished early and was able to view most of the senior final.

After THAT goal and the final whistle, wwe made our way to the car. One of our party, the late Jotty Holly had left the match with 5 minutes remining and was waiting at the car with a beaming smile on his face. 

“Wasn’t it great to see the five in a row win,” said Jotty. I realized thet Jotty did not know the bitter truth and told him we were pipped in the final minute. No way would he believe me. 

It wasn’t until the car radio was turned on that the message sunk home. I never saw a switch from a smile to utter disbelief so fast.

Unfortunately, 1983 saw Kerry suffer the same late fate at Páirc Uí Caoimh. My memory of that day revolves around the atrocious morning. I was in position at my stile at 11.00a.m. and can place looking out at the lightening flashing through the heavens. 



The claps of thunder seemed to echo and reecho through the tunnel. It was eerie.

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Humans of Listowel




I met Charlie Nolan and a friend on an early morning walk in the wood.

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Best Loved Poems Launch

Best Loved Poems is a lovely new anthology of best loved poems from the south of Ireland. The poems are chosen by Gabriel Fitzmaurice and accompanied by photographs by John Reidy. The book was launched in Woulfe's bookshop on Saturday 19 November 2016. On hand to help with the launch were Danny Hannon and members of the Lartigue Drama Group who read some of the poems which are included in the book. 



Gabriel signing

Maura MacConnell and Brendan Kennelly


Danny Hannon introduces some of the readers

Friday, 13 May 2016

Kennedy's Pet Farm, The Kingdom County Fair and a few photos of town

Some Aspects of Town


Cherry tree by the river near the racecourse bridge

 Spire of St. Mary's

 Door into The Seanchaí


2 Jack Russells in The Living History park at Listowel Military Tattoo 2016

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Can you imagine a lovelier place to live?

This is Kennedy's pet Farm and last week  I was back for my second visit of 2016 .



The puppies had grown but they were still seriously cute.


This lamb was only hours old and just finding its feet.

 The old wooden boats are still popular.



The calves are very tame and friendly.



Rabbits and guinea pigs were probably the most popular animals with my grandchildren.






It does my heart good to see the poultry roaming free.



The children went trip trapping on the "trolls' bridge".


 Then it was back to the animals again.


Scenes in Kennedy's are reminiscent of a Turner painting.

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Listowel Ladies doing business at The Kingdom County Fair



Dawn Thomas and another satisfied customer.

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A Celebration of Listowel videographers

Weds May 11 2016 was a great Listowel night in St. John's. We were treated to a feast of local memorabilia and wildlife.


This is Charles Nolan, Listowel's answer to David Attenborough. The big difference is that Attenborough has a team of cameramen, editors and assistants to help him. Charlie is a one man show.
Charlie knows the River Feale like no other. He is really knowledgeable about the fish, birds, insects and animals of our local river. He has filmed them over months and has spend even more months editing the film, identifying the subjects and adding a soundtrack which is mix of birdsong and music. The result is a masterpiece and a triumph for this humble Listowel man whom we are so lucky to have in our midst.
John and Noreen Lynch

The second half of the show was devoted to the work of John Lynch, our own documentary videographer over so many years. One of the gems John has recorded is the late Joe Hickey making a boot. This skill, now almost forgotten, is preserved forever in John's lovely film.

We also saw the Fleadh Cheoil of 1973, which was shot by John. He concentrated on the human elements and the life on the street and in the camping site.

It was a joy to watch this film in the company of Listowel people who were thrilled to recognise local people as they appeared. Unfortunately many of the these old folks are now gone from us. A huge cheer went up when Jimmy Hickey in his prime dancing in The Square appeared on screen.

All in all a great night and a very successful fundraiser for Kerry Parents and Friends.



John Pierse, who was the mastermind behind the venture, is pictured here with the musicians who did a great job in matching and recording the music. The original was filmed without sound.