Although the Bagenal dynasty stretched into the seventeenth and early eighteenth centuries in Newry, the only men to impact on the larger Irish stage were the first and second, Nicholas and his son Henry.
Bagenal Dynasty I
John McCullagh
1915 Army Recruits: D-F
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Castle Street a century ago
Streets of Yesteryear
1913 Castle Street
7 James Kelly
9 Margaret Doherty
11 William McShane
13 Mary McAnulty
15 William McGreavey
17 Robert Curran
19 Henry Curran
21 Patrick Murphy
23 Annie McGrath
25 William Nolan
27 Patrick McCartney
29 James McDonnell
31 Margaret Rowentree
33 Michael McKevitt, Pub
37a Alice Boyle
39 Henry Lennon
51 Patrick Heaney
53 William O’Gorman
55 Brian Bannon
59 Rosaleen Hughes
61 Mary Rafferty
65 Kathleen Hanratty
67 Catherine Toman
69 Francis Price
71 Patrick Carroll
73 Patrick Smyth
18 Eugene McAteer, Grocer
20 Bernard McAteer
22 Hugh King
ARTHUR McCANN, VICTORIA BAKERY
34 P Campbell, Shoes
36 Henry Butterfield
38 Annie Patterson
40 James Patterson
48 Kathleen McGuigan
50 Bro John V Mullins
Me poor wee bucket!
In them days we’d pick blackberries. Free food growing in the hedges, to make free jam. Except you’d have to buy the sugar, of course. There was places too, where you could sell the blackberries for money!
Excursions etc.
The Laundry Van: In the days before washing powder, automatic driers and washing machines in the home, people resorted to ‘steam laundries’ or ‘home laundries’ especially for such large items as blankets and bed linen. There was more demand for them in winter, when drying at home was impossible. The van would collect the soiled items and the laundry list and return then cleaned and ironed items several days later.
Doggie-fashion
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Landmine Holiday
The UN debate on Tourist Industry development in member countries produced a few unusual offerings. Abdi Jimale Osman of Mogadishu opened.
‘Somalia is full of wonderful tourist attractions that no one knows about. The sun shines constantly on hundreds of miles of sandy beaches; you can dine on lobster on the roof of the Sharmo Hotel which commands a splendid view of the capital. There hasn’t been a single official tourist kidnapped now for almost twenty years. Most people are friendly. Why don’t the tourists come?’
‘But how many tourists have you had since the Eighties?’
‘Well, none actually.
Perhaps the kidnappings put them off!’ he admitted.
‘But tourists could still go and see the former beautiful sights, only they’re all totally destroyed.
Except for the Cathedral. What’s left of it is still very attractive. But you must be careful not to step on a landmine.
You could visit our national parks, though they’re in the hands of the rebels. Unfortunately they’re not the attraction they used to be since we ate all the animals from them.
The Sharmo Hotel advises guests to hire at least ten armed guards to escort them from the airport.
For extra protection you can buy hand grenades in the market for $10 or a howitzer for $20000,’ the minister for tourism concluded reassuringly.
He was interrupted by the tourist minister of Columbia, one Ms Ratina Curare.
Dr William Drennan
In the final decades of the eighteenth century the radical opposition in
Adavoyle Ambush
The photo below is of the long-abandoned Adavoyle Railway Station, the one through which De Valera was ‘deported’ by the RUC that time he was arrested at the