Reminiscence

John McCullagh June 8, 2019

5. Thirsty Work Joe had served as a soldier in the Royal Irish Rifles in the Great War (First World War). He had been wounded at the Dardanelles. He was struck during the battle for Gallipoli and at the height of that ferocious, hopeless attack. He was towed on a raft across the waters to […]

John McCullagh June 5, 2019

My first memories are of my mother – of her softness and warmth, her expressive face always beautiful to me, of her endearing, coaxing voice whose slightest irritated inflection would cause me dismay. She would exhort Edmund my elder brother by a mere two years, to ‘look after that child! Don’t let him get his […]

John McCullagh May 31, 2019

What about this man?!! You can have your Pat Jennings, Peter McParlands, Ronan Raffertys or whoever. You can even have John Mitchel. I’ll take Banjo as our all-time greatest hero, any day.  Banjo is THE MAN.

John McCullagh May 29, 2019

The favourite game of all was Tig around the Block. It involved literally dozens of us, boys, and occasionally a few girls and was played not just Round the Block but as far afield as The Pighall Loanan, Derrybeg, Sandy’s Field, The Line, The Plaits, The Bricky Loanan and all areas within, especially other people’s […]

John McCullagh May 28, 2019

I was thirteen then and just beginning to take an interest in girls.   I had had one girlfriend, Monica Jones, a neighbour’s daughter, with whom, amazingly, I shared a birthday.   I think that was all we had in common.   Our childish tryst didn’t last.