An Inspector Calls
‘He was very well dressed – in a pin-striped charcoal grey suit, with white shirt and stylish tie and he carried a smart, modern suitcase. It was easy to believe ….
Give THEM a urine test!
Dear Agnes,
I have a job. I work. They pay me. I pay my taxes and the government distributes my taxes as they see fit.
Fire Station History
This year 2007 is the one hundred and thirtieth anniversary of fire fighting in Newry. In the year 1877 a group of Newry businessmen ….
Abbey 1955 Seniors
This old school photo was donated from California by Michael Petty – who features here (see Threads latest). But we don’t know many of the names! Can you help? Post names in the guestbook/discussion forum. Click on the photo below for a larger version.
Mrs Heak’s rice
We did a lot of potato gathering round Jerretspass then. One day we were gathering spuds up the
Stone of the Heart 1
A Newry friend of mature years was clearing out old papers of his late father when he discovered the following offering, that he rightly considered might be of interest to the Newry Journal. We are happy to reproduce it here (in two parts).
Abbey Leavers 1969
The Abbey school magazine that Nitram referred to contained the following list of previous year’s leavers (at least those who went on to Further & Higher Education).
Good Friday of yesterday
This time of year brings back a memory of many years ago – of 1964 to be precise.
The aul hag!
It’s hard to understand the ways of a woman and Bridget, wife of Patrick Molloy from remotest Mayo was no exception.
Forkhill COI Parish Church
With the huge fall in Church attendance not just in
The Schidt genealogy
As we on this site have stressed before, genealogy is important and interesting. We are therefore grateful for the following letter from an avid reader, who wishes to answer that often-posed question,
2007 Drama Awards
So late were we running in the Town Hall last evening that the final adjudication – and the prize-giving – almost overstepped into this Sunday morning April the First.
Jerretspass: Prefect
John McComb was a very quiet man. He bought one of them new-fangled cars – a wee ‘Prefect’ – even though he could not drive it.