Hector: Fabian
‘Once’, Fabian went on, ‘my father ordered me on to Hill Street with the handcart laden with herring, to catch the shoppers who mightn’t make it as far as the market.’
‘Pat Phillips, my cousin, who was also selling herrings, protested to the town inspector Mickey Short. He banished me from the scene. Pat’s brother, Larry is still selling there!
Omeath Summers: Fabian
‘When the school holidays came,’ Fabian went on, ‘we would set off by pony and trap to Omeath. My father operated a jaunting-car to Calvery and sometimes even to Carlingford at the weekends.
Peter McGuigan/Unknown Soldier
Like many, Peter pretended to be older than his years – he was just fifteen and not eligible for military service – and the Army was happy to play along with this. It happened again in WW2, my own uncle being one such boy soldier then. He was injured and discharged with a decoration. Young Peter in the First World War, like many others, was not so lucky.
Fews Glossary Y-Z
Vapour boast: ’till hear him vapour, ye’d think he owned the townland’ Words quarrel:…
Dan Collins
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June Memories
It recalls balmy breezes with the scent of greening grasses and wild flowers and herbs.