Janine Masters again – and her neck of the woods, too! She tells me this is Noel Scott’s shop on the corner of Postley Row and
Noel Scott’s Shop
Reminiscence
Meadow allocations 60 years ago
The following information was unearthed from the local newspapers of sixty years ago.
To the Chapel St shop
We were up to
They lived at 17 and it was a home where everyone was welcome and a home of which I have many fond memories. There was James, Tilly, Pat, Mary, John, Seamus, Lizzie and Margaret and also living with them were Tommy McConville and Joe Connolly.
Jerretspass: baking soda balloon
You heard the expression, ‘grand weather for snedding turnips’. And it’s been that way for a while.
Anyway, another time we were snedding turnips for Loughlin’s.
Entitled to the Broo?
In the 1930s there were very few wirelesses around the ‘Pass, though they were beginning to encroach.
The Drifters
It was August 19th 1967 and the wedding day of one of the Drifters, Eamon McArdle! I’m sure Gerry McGovern (front, kneeling) had an eye for the historic nature of the occasion, for haven’t I seen an album cover (was it the Beatles first?) with a similar pose?
As it happened, this name (dubbed by the groom – Eamon and his beautiful bride Rita, who hail now from Dublin Road and have six adult children today and two grandchildren) soon proved appropriate, as Adrian Devine emigrated to USA, and Gerry McGovern to Great Northern Territories, Australia. Pat Hughes migrated only as far as fair Rostrevor, while Brian Naughton is the only Drifter still to hail from the High Street area. Or does Peter McCaul (who married Kathleen Millar of Clanrye Avenue) still reside in this vicinity? Francie Elmore of Hollywood Gardens, who like Eamon worked (still does, actually) all his life in Daisy Hill Hospital, is on the left.
Missing from the photo, but very much a part of the gang, is Gerry McLoughlin of Stream Street. Gerry is a fan of Newry Journal. How about a reminiscence contribution some time soon, Gerry, please?
John Haugh: Home
One could sit on the hob seat in the fireplace which was high, deep, rough and soot-encrusted. The flickering flames of the fire ………..
Paddy Boyle in Dromantee
Eventually Paddy Boyle settled, in a way at least, into married life with his wife Lily. He continued to work for local farmers, but his pace weakened and his every step became like a genuflection. He sent his wife Lily into Dundalk to beg.
High Street 1996
The reader can compare this list with our previous one of a generation earlier. Even this, of just fifteen years ago, includes several old friends who has since passed on : Sean Hollywood and Ben Hughes are just two examples.