Derrybeg: Bessie Flashes


Yes, in the early years we walked to school.  I vividly remember walking down the Camlough Road in the dark, on a winter morning, and seeing flashes lighting up the sky.  

No, it wasn’t lightning.  It was Bessie, the Bessbrook tram, heading along the meadows towards the terminus at Edward Street

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Originally posted 2006-06-01 00:13:06. Republished by Blog Post Promoter

Personal tragedy : Canal/towpath


One cold frosty morning in the mid nineteen sixties, just a few hundred yards further on along the towpath from Riley’s Lock there occurred an extremely sad incident. 

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Originally posted 2008-12-02 23:20:12. Republished by Blog Post Promoter

Discipline at home

Mass Rock Newry

Discipline in the family was down to mother. I can recall only one occasion when my father punished me. I was swinging an old bicycle pump round my head in the street…

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Originally posted 2008-10-23 22:27:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter

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