Unparalled beauty! In the dark of winter, we must keep this in mind!
John McCullagh
Rankin Memoirs: 4
Early in 1915 I went to work in Liverpool as trade was very poor in Newry. I returned to Ireland before conscription came into force.
Maura Maguire is born
We have recently received the memoirs of Maura Maguire. So delighted are we with this gift that we have determined to share instantly with the readership of Newry Journal. We are confident you will love them too.
‘This account is primarily written for my children and their children, so that they might know of the events that shaped the person who is their mother and grandmother.
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My name is Mary Bridget (Maguire) Mallon. I was born on 10 September 1936 in my grandparent’s home on Monaghan Street, Newry.
My parents were Joseph Maguire and Anne Elizabeth (Doherty).
Old School Friends
Meeting occasional visitors at the ‘paper’ train that arrived from
The Turkey Trot
Bingo had become popular in Newry and weekly sessions arranged by local parishes and clubs were a lucrative way to enhance their funds. It was also a welcome social event for many of the residents, and better still if you managed to shout, “CHECK!’ and win a cash prize.
Fews Glossary M ‘2’
Dialect ‘M’ 2
Melt inside or stuffing, ‘I’ll knock the melt out of him’
‘fit till melt’, boiling with anger
Mend ‘he’ll mend him’, ‘hell mend him’, undo him of his wrong ways: improve, ‘he’s not mending this time’
Mitch play truant from school
Midlin not too well
Mill strike, ‘I’ll mill ye!’
Mind remind, ‘mind me to do that later’; ‘see, ‘do you mind the way he creeps?’; remember, ‘I mind the time..’
Miscall slander or abuse
Misses escapes, tumbles, ‘there’s not much misses his eye’, ‘I’m always missing my foot’, slipping and tumbling over
Mizzle light rain
Moan ‘Indeed I moan you from my heart’, pity
‘I don’t moan ye with what ye have’, sympathise
Moidered bewildered
Moiley bare, a moiley hill, moiley goat, one without horns
Moral of ‘he’s the moral of his father’, like
Moral spit of, the image of
More although, ‘he needs help the more he said not’
Mortal very, ‘he’s mortal bad’
Moss a turf bog
Mosscheeper titlark
Moul mould, as in turf mould
Mouth ‘a fool mouth’, silly talker: ‘a foul mouth’, swearer; ‘he nivir axed had I a mouth on me!’, I wasn’t invited to eat
Muck dirt
Mug stupid
Muggy close, wet
Mummle mumble
Murderous very, ‘murderous wicked’, ‘up murdering late’, ‘a murdering hard worker’
Poem on Memories
I remember the smell from the kitchen,
of bread and semolina buns
cats and kittens asleep by the fire,
and those Sunday visits from the nuns.
And the days we sat in the sunshine
to let our long hair dry,
it seems so short a time ago,
but the years have hurried by.
Kilmorey St People’s Story
Would our readers abroad please comment on the latest street lists?
The even numbers began at the north end beside the William Street junction. Bridie McClelland, a lovely friendly lady, had a fruit and vegetable store on the corner. Francis and she lived three doors up, after Vincie and Pauline Gorman.
Walter and Margaret Murphy (16; where Gateway is now) had just been allocated the Loughview Park home they still live in today.
Walter and Margaret Murphy (16; where Gateway is now) had just been allocated the Loughview Park home they still live in today.
Referring to the photo that accompanies the previous Kilmorey Street lists, the first house there on the left was the home of Sally Campbell. Gregory Hollywood’s father Austin was just before that. Gregory too moved to the new houses on Barley Lane.
After Sally’s was the home of builder Joe Donnelly. Joe moved to Derrybeg some time after.
The shop on the Quay Street corner belonged to Tommy Byrne. Tommy lived next door to Tommy Rocks. Both (separately) once owned The Satellite restaurant also on Kilmorey Street.
Many’s the match was made in the Satellite. I used to meet two old girlfriends there, Imelda Morgan of Cornmarket being one. The other will remain unnamed (since she’s just appeared on Guestbook!).
It was where we heard the latest records for they had the first jukebox in the town. This is how and where we learned the exciting new music of the Beatles. And when we first discovered that the ‘flip side’ was as good as, sometimes better than the A side. I remember thinking that the Satellite above the shop was real, and wondered how Tommy had got his hands on it!
Tommy Byrne, remembered amongst other things for his training of the Irish Dancers, was an uncle of the McGraths from Cronin Park. Assumpta and her husband Bill Hyland still live in the family home there.
Tommy and Bridget Fearon lived in one of the small houses pictured above, at the spot where the memorial anchor now rests in a tiny park. (Yon’s no anchor! says P J Cunningham. That’s the pick I used to dig England’s motorways!).
We hand further comment on the densely populated Kilmorey Street to our readership!
Bronze Age/Neolithic homes
It is exactly two years since we posted results of the archaeological finds in the Loughbrickland area, unearthed at the construction of the new dual carriageway …