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Post by kathyo on May 26, 2009 13:56:58 GMT
hi all do you remember some one opening the back door of the picture house and awhole gang of us rushing in and if you were collard i think the guy was called frank flood he would kick you up the backside and sling you out regards kathyo
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Post by kathyo on May 26, 2009 17:12:08 GMT
hi rose im sorry i ment the ninons not the gormans i went to school with easter and met billy in london a long time ago regards kathyo
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Post by kathyo on May 26, 2009 17:20:06 GMT
hi all do you remember going to ma sands for the butter milk with a billy-can to make the home made bread regards kathyo
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Post by mary carroll on Jul 12, 2009 3:35:16 GMT
Just looking over the do you remember, I remember the fruit farm and the strawberry picking back breakers, I loved the sing songs eg: bang bang aggie, also the soggy tomato sandwiches and orange squash. Happy Days. I even make the sandwiches now just for the memories. mary
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Post by MaryFarrell on Aug 10, 2009 13:56:09 GMT
Hiya Mag we lived in Pearce and I remember old granny grey she used to sit on the step in between the two blocks selling sweets, and apples. It wasn't only the soldiers who bought from her,we used to go home for dinner and get our penny for bu-bu because it was payday. only most days poor bu-bu's money ended up in granny long coat packet. maryf
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Post by kellquinn on Aug 12, 2009 20:05:31 GMT
Hi Mary F Just to say hello nice to see that you have logged on, hope you are keeping fit and well, many thanks for all the cut priced records you sold me when I was doing the auld disco in Keadeen. Meet your Mam and Dad occassionaly and they are looking really well. Bye for Now Joey
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Post by ger818263 on Oct 17, 2009 12:45:26 GMT
do any of you remember HAL CONWAY .well i remember the van parked on PLUNKETT SQUARE,and he selling clothes. it was at that time when soldiers could go on the slate.pay HAL a few bob every week.he was a life saver at the time.not many shops would give a soldier the slate.he also had a shop in BROWNSTOWN,HAL WAS A GENTLEMAN.
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Post by ger818263 on Oct 17, 2009 13:46:28 GMT
HELLO JOE MURRAY.I found that lamb MUTTON caught in wire at the old sandpit in HARE PARK.I brought the lamb MUTTON home.My mother gave the lamb a bottle.we had great fun with him.as you said,when he got to big my mother gave the lamb to the KELLY family.they lived on the curragh,the house was in front of the curragh race course.the house is gone but the hedgeing is still in place.HAPPY DAYs joe
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Post by Roy Clarke on Oct 18, 2009 13:01:24 GMT
I was amused by the discussion on the antics of 'Rex Mooney'. Further back that that, in the early/mid-fifties, there was a dog in McDonagh Bks called 'Dinky Smith'. He was owned by the Smiths that lived in 'A' Block. He also, sadly, was got at by the 'sheepmen' I remember watching his death throes. Such a shoch to a young person.
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Post by rose5mcdonaghtce on Oct 19, 2009 21:44:05 GMT
Hi Ger,
Hope you still remember your ABC ( always be covered ). Long time no see hope you are keeping well. The Kelly family you are talking about moved to Newbridge to Blackberry Lane, often meet the girls.
Cheers,
Rose.
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Post by Helena on Oct 19, 2009 21:50:34 GMT
Hi Rose,
I remember ABC (always be covered) and number two - DEF (don't ever forget). I picked those ones up when I started working in Command Headquarters!!!!!!! Put the two together and hopefully we will all stay out of trouble.
Helena
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Post by rose5mcdonaghtce on Oct 19, 2009 21:51:59 GMT
Hi Roy,
The Smiths you referred to did they have a daughter called Alice? My maiden name was Smith and I also lived in A Block in McDonagh and our dog Spot fell foul of the Sheepman ( had to get my speak in there) we lived in No. 5 found him dead one Saturday morning in the back yard. Can vaguely remember a Clarke family that moved to Kilthingy I think, anything to do with you.
Rose.
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Post by rose5mcdonaghtce on Oct 19, 2009 22:21:57 GMT
Hi Mag,
While on the subject of dogs and McDonagh, Lassie Kavanagh would let me in to call for you, but not back out, she would let me get to the gate and snarl and jump just as I was going down the step. Can remember Ranger Duhig, Monty Cummins, the dogs always got the honour of the same sir name as their owners. Can remember Rex Roddy, he must have lived to be a hundred, he got so old he used to roll down the three steps in the morning to lie in the Sun.
Rose.
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Post by Matt McNamara on Oct 20, 2009 12:23:44 GMT
Hi Rose I must have had got the honour of been called after my dog “Blackie”. We had an all black dog which I called “Blackie”. He was a great dog and very faithful and always followed me everywhere. Anyhow I got the nickname “Blackie Mac” as a youngster and even today if I meet up with anybody who I grew up with on the terrace, they will always call me “Blackie Mac” I remember I caused a small bit of an incident on the gym’s field one day when Blackie decided to chase the rugby ball that some Cadets were playing with. Anyhow this cadet class contained some of the first Zambian cadets which of course were a novelty at that time in the Curragh. Anyhow they were chasing him off the pitch and of course the dog refused to leave so I called him, “Here Blackie” which the Cadets took offence. One of them challenged me as to why I said this. And as six year old and terrified by this 6 foot 2 or 3 monster of a rugby player, all I could say it’s my dog and his name is “Blackie”. So maybe that’s how I got the nickname. Matt
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Post by ROY CLARKE on Oct 25, 2009 12:18:59 GMT
Hello Rose
Sorry I did not respond sooner to your response to my earlier inject. I only check on the site on an irregular basis. Sorry, also, about the typo and the spelling mistake. If I recall correctly, without spending the day sifting through the site, you were born in 1955/6. You would not, therefore, remember 'Dinky' ('Dinkie'), the dog your family had before you were born.
Dinky, as I recall, was (ironically, in the circumstances of his demise) some kind of Old English Sheepdog, incredibly friendly and placid. Very small children/babies would be given a 'ride' on his back. Perhaps there is an older member of your family that can recall him and what I am saying.
I was born on the Curragh in 1944. My family first lived in No.5 B Block, McDonagh Bks until the early 1950s when, after the addition of my sister (Joan), we moved (sorry, shifted) to 3C McDonagh, where we remained until my father was posted to Dublin in 1959. We moved to Dublin as a family in early November 1959, just a few days before the 'new church' was officially opened.
I was back on the Curragh for 'a 50th anniversary' visit a few weeks ago. Alas, the old home town does not look the same (and, yet, it does look the same). I was, however, shocked to find that the married quarters of Mcdonagh are now 'the green, green grass of home'.
I have been back several times down the years and a frisson of excitement and anticipation always comes to me when I see the Water Tower and the church tower appear in front of me from the edge of the plains or from further afield these days.
Anyway, I think I'm beginning to ramble on, so I'll stop here.
Best wishes
Roy
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