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Post by johnnykelly on Jan 20, 2010 20:58:07 GMT
Hi all. anyone remenber the call coming out of Quarters when out playing out of sight of the houses,James Mary Pat Mikey Thrish And John come in now your dinner is poured out.
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Post by Eileen on Jan 21, 2010 13:09:03 GMT
Hi Johnny,
I remember me Dad standing at the top of McDonagh Bks whistling for us all to come in for our tea, once we heard him we would all race up the hill pushing each other out of the way wanting to be the first at the table.
Best wishes.
Eileen
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Post by rose5mcdonaghtce on Jan 22, 2010 1:22:26 GMT
Hi All,
Tony Walker would come out to the gate every day of the week and call Tom, Jean, Nuala and Declan come in for your Turkey and Ham.
In summertime when we would go the swinging boats we would call to Carters in Pearse on the way home, Jean Walkers grandparents, Mrs Carter would have currant bread just out of the oven dripping with butter. On friday nights Dave Duhigs dinner of eggs beans and potates fried on the pan with a few chips on top from a bag bought in the Wes on his way home followed by two squares of chocolate he had bought in the canteen, myself and Mon took part in that feast every friday night in Duhigs in nightdresses.
Taking a slice of corned beef from the bag on the way home from the Garrison, melt in your mouth, the aroma from the bag after it had been sliced, often going overboard and being sent back to say there was'nt a quarter or half pound in that and having to admit you had been grazing.
We did'nt have to be called twice for meals, fresh air, exercise and no snacking apart from the odd slice of bread and sugar whet the appetite. We were all called for our meals and all had to be in before the meal was started, you were in trouble if you were late, as the meal did not start without you, think its only Christmas now that we sit as a family around the table. As a kid other women meeting you out with your mother would always ask has he or she got a good appetite, something that would not enter your head to ask now.
Nancy (Fagash) Cowley used to serve crubeens to the lads in the canteen on a Saturday night, they would be boiled in the dry canteen on a saturday afternoon. Anyone remember the pigs heads/cheeks in the cabinets in the garrison, Mam used to say when she lived in Tipp they were heads when she came to the Curragh they were cheeks, am happy to report she never bought them, but she used to bring back the bacon that her sister cured after killing a pig, cannot describe how gross that meat was, never ate it, looked like a flank from a corpse and the salt content. Mam was the only one in the house eating it, even the Da a country chap too drew the line there.
Rose.
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Post by afcmoore on Jan 22, 2010 1:42:23 GMT
Hi Rose. Did you ever see a half a pig's head with two eyes? Did you know you had to shave the pig otherwise you had hairy bacon which would stick between your teeth. Cheers Anthony
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Post by andybrennan on Jan 22, 2010 7:13:44 GMT
Anthony Re the half pigs head did he /her have the two eyes on the same half, as for the bristles good tootpicks
Andy
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Post by kathyo on Jan 22, 2010 9:53:43 GMT
hi anthony yes i remember the pigs head, cooking. with the eyes looking at you. and the hairs up his nose thank god we diden't have to eat it, but my dad (rip) loved it he was so easy to please. wonderful man kathyo
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Post by afcmoore on Jan 22, 2010 10:14:02 GMT
Hi Andy. Ah come on come on that's an auld one its even aulder than me. The two eyes looking at the half pigs head would be yours. Ah sur its lovely to get one up on the higher ranks and just wait till i tell them all in the mess tonight. Cheers Anthony
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Post by afcmoore on Jan 22, 2010 10:38:54 GMT
Hi Katyo. You mean you did'nt use the little scissors to trim his nasal hairs. We used to put a pair of sunglasses on him and an old cap before we cooked him and a ham some lad he looked. I think he looked like a banker or an Mp always got their snouts in the gravytrain. Cheers. Anthony
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Post by kathyo on Jan 22, 2010 10:52:49 GMT
hi anthony the ondley scissors i ever seen. was when my mother put the saucepan over youre head to cut youre hair wicked hair do's all the best kathyo
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Post by afcmoore on Jan 22, 2010 11:10:01 GMT
Hi katyo. I thought it was the saucer unless your saucepans were very shallow? Cheers Anthony
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Post by kellquinn on Jan 22, 2010 11:48:45 GMT
Hi all, Would love to be sitting down now to a couple of Crubeens(Pigs Trotters) always great after or even along with a pint, only problem was the hands stuck together and had to be frequently washed, there was never the danger that the Pint Glass would slip through the fingers. (Wonder did they get the idea for Super Glue from the trotters?) Regards JoeyK
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Post by rose5mcdonaghtce on Jan 22, 2010 11:51:41 GMT
Hi Kayto, Anthony Andy and All,
Can remember one Sunday bacon and cabbage for dinner known as a Tipperary dinner in our house, don't eat fat from any meat even the bit around a slice of cooked ham is too much for me, Mam liked the fat, she is trimming the meat and there is a nipple still attached to the skin, put me off bacon and ham for a long time.
Kayto at least your Mam was cutting your hair, Dad was trimming mine, fancied himself as a bit of a barber/hairdresser, always had very long hair, so he would be keeping the end straight, thinning it out, I usually wore two plaits crossed at the back of my head to keep me from sucking them, had some nasty habits as a child, anyway you will all remember the little silver hair cutting machine, he was the proud owner of one, he would use this when Mam was in hospital to tidy up my neck of any stray hairs he could not manage to get into the plait, my hair line today is something else. Once when Mam was in hospital he discovered I had some unwelcome visitors in my hair, no Reloxene in the house so he dusted liberally with D D T. There were some haircuts parading to school every day, the fringes covering the eyebrow on one side of the head and gone into the hairline on the far side. The boys were'nt much better most of the Dad's doing the cutting then.
Cheers,
Rose.
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Post by kathyo on Jan 22, 2010 12:36:51 GMT
god rose can you belive we endured all that. and turned out better for it. kathyo ps rose i remember you and youre sister i always though you were twins
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Post by rose5mcdonaghtce on Jan 22, 2010 14:51:14 GMT
Hi Kathyo,
Definitely not twins Mon is four years older than me. I remember you well too, and the day you moved to England, the tears your mother cried, could'nt figure out why shifting was upsetting her so much. Was always jealous of your lovely sallow skin, the fabulous tans in the summer.
Rose.
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Post by kathyo on Jan 22, 2010 15:56:27 GMT
hi rose not a tan in sight now.what with all the warnings of skin cancer, we are all as white as sheets now. thank you for rembering my lovely mum rip im not sure she settled very well in england. i think she was alway's homesick for the curragh my father settled better.i think the reason they moved to england was she did not want half her family in england and half in ireland all the best kathyo
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