hi does anyone rembember the butcher shops in the curragh the area where un vets house is now or group 2x3 stores behind the resturant. was in a conversation tonight trying to recall some of the names joey and johnny and i would say andy will be quick off the mark. a very large man used to work there called mr john hartfleet i think i will blame paddy donnolly if its wrong . orfords butchers and later on in years mick melia used to run it the man in question was about six foot six or more i think he lived in johnstreet in newbridge in later years.we as kids used to call him the giant .i think if i recall he had bad eyesight as well the poor man it was just one of those memories of my youth that i recall does anyone else rembember him .
Hi Dan, you are right about John Hartfleet, he is still alive but not sure where he is at present. He moved from John St to the Chalets behind the Riverbank Arts Centre. After they closed I lost track of him.
Hi Dan The Butchers in Question were named Conlons and Orfords, Mick Melia worked in Conlons, along with Josie the girl in the Cashiers Office, Conlons had their main shop in Kildare. The Other Butchers attached to Conlons was Orfords, this was managed by Peter Hayde, who lived in the small houses opposite the Oscar Cinema in Newbridge, Peter was the manager in Orfords Butchers from the early 50s until the late 60s early 70s, I know this for fact as I worked as the butcher boy for Orfords, with Peter as the boss, he was a tall thin man who chain smoked,. Oft times you would go in and Tommy Dillon would be scrubbing down the Butchers Blocks with the wire brushes. Orfords had their main shop in Kilcullen, where the cattle and sheep were killed for the shops. I do not remember the person named Hartfleet unless he came after Peter Hayde. Hope you lost no Money on this Dan. Regards JoeyK The Wise One!
Re: do you remember Hi dan what Joey just described is true and the floors of both the butcher shops were covered in sawdust and i remember an Officers orderly ordering meat for her indoors one morning,A pound of round steakwithout ashes please, Joey forgot to tell the tale of when he was in the slaughter house of petr orfards in kilcullen and he had the habit of his hands stuck forever into his pockets and peter was forever telling him to get your hands out of your pockets or you will be sorry so peter god bless him duly grabbed joeys hands and dipped them into a bucket of blood now that will keep them hands out of your pockets, seconds later there were the hands stuck back in to the pockets blood and all, i think i can recall a good boot into the rear was to follow,? bye for now Johnny
hi all thanks for the info did not lose money on it knew joey and johnny would have some info thanks also to maura good to hear he is still with us he must be a good age now. dont rembember the guys joey a bit before my time sorry thanks though for the insight of butchering in your youth had an experience like that with fay mc donald brownstown many years ago not a great sight a a young lad . well done johnny nicetale about joey .
enjoy the snow thats coming for the weekend you might be snowed in in the croft for the weekend cheers dan
Yes i certainly remember the Powers and also swopped comics with Vinny Power. Vinny was a very talented soccer player, the best I seen at that time. He could dribble the length of the pitch with ease and beauty of movement.
The family moved to Suncroft and then to England. Their mother was a very beautiful woman, like an Italian movie-star really. My father and Vinny's father Jim were cousins and I got to know Jim a bit towards the latter end of his days. He lived in the 'Croft in his last years, rest his soul.
The Powers must have moved to England in about '73 or 74'. Benny was Vinny's older brother, had an Afro and was a nice guy, that's all I remember about him. i often wondered did Vinny play much soccer in England or did he keep up his footballing development as he grew older. He really was talented, at keepy-uppy too, great football skills. Surely others remember Vinny playing at that time.
Re; do you remember Hi old boy I remember the Powers very well and Vinnys brother Joe was also a skilled player and i played in the Newtower Utd team in the Curragh in the early seventies, alas never got to see Vinny play as they moved off the Camp out here to Suncroft just as we were getting the soccer going here in Suncroft and the family moved to England before we got up and running but the big afro hair style stands out never heard whether Vinny took up the soccer seriously in England. havent seen any of the lads in years, but Vinny would have honed his ball skills in the alley in plunckett,along with such lads as johnny quinlin christy poeleon ger kelly etc bye for now Johnny Kelly
Hi all, JJ here. I’m sure some of you must remember the Irish Dancing lessons. My Mother, God bless her, was quick you recognise the pure genius in me and decided I should learn Irish Dancing. I was sent to a girl in Connolly with the princely some of 4d for each lesson. The girls surname was Rowe and I somehow think she was doing a line with a Pat McGarr of the Gallowglass Ceili band. I remember the 1234567...123...123. With my lumberjacket and studded boots I’m sure I was a sight to see. I was told to attend a Feis which was held in the gym field on a Sunday . I was not entered in the Feis as I had not distinguished between my left foot and my right yet so I was like a UN Observer watching the goings on. To my astonishment a boy got up on the stage to dance wearing a skirt. I was informed that it was not a skirt but a kilt. However as far as I was concerned it was a skirt. Alarm bells rang in my head and I could clearly hear the command Dive1 Dive! Dive!. I enquired if I would have to wear a skirt when I get to the stage of entering Feisenna. When I was told I would, the lights went out, I got hot flushes and palpitations. That signalled the end of my dancing career. I resolved that I was not going to wear a skirt. Wasn’t Michael Flatley very lucky I gave up the dancing. Just think of the opposition he would have had. Hi! Hi! JJ
We lived in Ceannt in the Middle Block beside the Stewarts and Joey Quinn . I remember the Power Family very well . They lived in the Top Block in Ceannt . The Currans lived lived in the House nearest the Laundry, and the Sullivans and then the Tobins lived there afterwards . I went to School with Michael Power . He was the Eldest . He has Brother's named Tony, and Seamus . They were all great Hurlers . They had a Sister named Kathleen . The Rooneys also lived in that Block as did the McMahons , and Fergus and Olivia O'Connor. The Torpeys lived in the Block for a while, before they moved to Cork . . The O'Leary's lived at the end of the Block . One of the Boys was named Sean and he had a Sister named Renee . The Gallaghers lived across from them.
Hi all...JJ here, It is with some sadness that I learned today that the Curragh Command Army Band no longer exists. I lived across from the band hall in McDonagh and I remember listening to exhilarating music while convalescing from a broken ankle, the result of a kick I received playing football. I won’t mention the name of the culprit as I don’t want to wake up with a horse’s head in the bed.. Comdt Mellory used to leave the hall and drive his VW Beetle to the Officers Mess every day at 11.00 am presumably for coffee . The Band would then launch into Rock & Roll tunes while a lookout kept watch for the Comdt’s return whereupon they would recommence marching music. I’m sure you all remember the Band on numerous occasions marching to the old church across from TinTown. Whenever I hear marching music the memories flood back to me. I will always be grateful to the Band for giving me a passionate love of music which is for me one of the finer things in life. Regards JJ
The reported death of Michael caught my attention. This is not correct. Michael is alive in a Nursing Home in Dublin where his wife still religiously visits him. He had quite a prestegious high flying job been the clever chap he is/was (just another glaring talent which the Curragh School failed to spot). He sustained a massive heart attack and his current demise is due to lack of O2 and a serious fall from the top window of his initial Nursing Home.
His brother (unsure of which one) is a lecturer in The University of Spain)......?another unrecognised one?
As for me..............just a soldiers kid!!!!!.............a no brainer (according to the silver haired teacher who blistered my hands & whole class for talking, then plumb in mouth told the OCs daughter next in line for the leather strap that she was excluded). Well I' m in medicine and lecturing at Manchester Uni.
Hi Lillyanne, I can relate to what you are saying about the teacher's I went through the very same thing, if the child was an officer's child or a doctor's child they never got a beaten I hated that school, I also hated the families hospital. Iwish you well in your career & well done. It was the good friend's Ihad on the Curragh that kept me going God bless Ann Culhane