As I intimated earlier, my Primary 2 year is a blank in my memory, probably because it was fear-free.
Biddy Magee, the Primary 3 teacher was a different proposition.
Biddy Magee
School Days
Dick and Dora
Eventually in Primary One we got round to the serious business of reading.
Up to that time it had supposedly been reading preparation though if the truth be told, we were far too busy eluding the grasping fingers of Sister Hairpull to bother with much else.
Settling in to School
Somehow or other I made it through that first day.
Sacred Heart 1966: Miss Egan 1
This photo of Sacred Heart Girls 1966 includes the donor Mary (Kane) Cuthbertson (or rather the second half – to follow – will!) and we are grateful for it. No one remembers all their old classmates’ names but Mary has done her best. The other half is to come and then I will reproduce a smaller version of the joined photos.
Early nuns’ experience
It is less than a kilometre from The Meadow to
First Day at School
My thanks to old friend and Meadow man Mark Byrne (formerly of Ballinlare Gardens, now living with his wife (daughter of Peter and Phyllis McCann of Derrybeg Drive) and children in California, who sent me an encouraging email this week.
Trapped in Hearse: a sequel
The other week I happened to be up on a visit to my mother’s house. There was no one else there at the time, my two brothers not having arrived as yet.
Meadow of 1970s .. concluded
The summers would be very hot then and I loved the summer schemes in St Patrick’s school where we spent many a day playing table tennis with a man called Seamey Crawley who would be supervising.
The Meadow Shops …
I remember once during the summer my father hired a sky blue Volkswagen Beetle out for a few days from