Hi Mary, Alls well here in Mayo. Good to know that you are keeping well and still working away. Are you living on or close to the camp? Still working away here in Ballina with lots of outbound activities close by. Still miss my growing up days on the Curragh and all the friends I knew as a young lad. I competed in an orienteering event last year in the east curragh area and really enjoyed flowing down memory lane as I moved along the course. Are you coming down to the west again? Let us know Imelda would be delighted to meet you.
Keep up the good work on the Curragh site (Doing a great job)
Hi Pat, I'm still in orchard park, whenever your up this way again don't forget to call in and say hello. Not sure about going to mayo, I'll ring Imelda if i am. How is you mam keeping, i haven't seen for a while now. Bye for now Mary
Post by jacquimcdonagh10 on Apr 8, 2009 16:04:07 GMT
Hi, I lived at 10 B block mcdonagh tch until 1965 when we moved to Uk. I remember Rosemary Smith well, as she was when she was about 7. Very long thick hair, rosy cheeks and very pretty. Monica, her sister was closer to me in age and I remember Mick Smith very well. My close friends were Jennifer Drury, Monica O'Brien, Ellen Bolger and Joan Ivers. Also remember Katherine Coleman, Jimmy Pentergast. There was six of us McCarney's. My mother had grown up in a house near the golf course, as her father William Tinsley was the green keeper there and was for 50 years! so the family history on the Curragh goes back a long way! I have tried to log on before but lots of problems with my computer, it keeps crashing. Hope this works.
Post by rose5mcdonaghtce on Apr 8, 2009 20:06:43 GMT
Welcome to the forum, I remember you and your Mam and Dad and the rest of your family very well, remember well the day you all left McDonagh for England I was ten at the time. Katherine Coleman is living in Newbridge, Jimmy Prendergast in Naas, Monica O'Brien in Dublin, Ellen Bolger England and I don't know where Jennifer Drury is, maybe Mary Dolan would know her whereabouts, Joan Ivers in Newbridge. Meet the girls that live locally on a regular basis. As I work in Naas I run into Rita Pendergast Jimmy's Mam on a regular basis.
Still socialise with M.OBrien, her sister Helen, Helen and Kathleen O'Neill the old die hards from McDonagh, if there is a bit of a do we are usually all together, as we are all reaching Mile Stones in our lives there have been quite a few do's.
It was at 10B block that I got "split wide open and pumping blood" the term Brendan used when he raised the alarm, I was dragged by another girl down the eight or nine steps at the back of your house, she just grabbed me by the tail of my coat and pulled me all the way down. I meet her on a regular basis as we both use the same hairdresser now and she still apologises every time, the poor woman gets stressed especially when I show her the scar. Your Mam did the initial clean up can remember bawling my lungs out and trying to catch breath to ask her if I would have to go to the hospital. After your Dad passed away and she moved back would meet her on a regular basis.
You did have a pet Lamb did'nt you? I'm not dreaming am I? how did it end up in 10B.
Hi rose, I haven't heard anything of Jennifer Drury since they left the Curragh, I think they moved to Shannon, not too sure I must ask Mrs ivers, she might know more. Talking about the Army Canteen Board, Patrica Smullen also worked in the one in McDonagh, and so did Martina Reilly. I was like you rose, I used to get a few cigarettes on the mothers bill, she used to smoke one or two a day, and at the end of the week she used to say she didn't thing she had got that many 5's, I gave them up thank god, as they are so expensive now. It's great reading all the old stories from our young days on the curragh. bye Mary Dolan
Post by Jacqueline MCCarney on Apr 9, 2009 19:58:40 GMT
Hi Rose, Yes i did have a pet lamb, I think I called it Snowy. I brought it up from the time it was a couple of weeks old, using a baby bottle, until it was a fully grown sheep. Then my mother found a farmer to take it on and he reassured me that he would put him in a nice field with lots of other sheep for company, but there have always been jokes about the large number of lamb dinners we had afterwards. Ellen Bolger was offered the lamb, by a man leaning over his garden fence, one day when we were coming back from the swimming baths. She very sensibly declined the offer, and I immediately jumped in at the chance of having a pet sheep! My mother must have been very tolerant as I was always bringing home stray and injured animals. I also had a little dog called Taffy that I had to leave behind when we came to England, that was really heartbreaking! Its great that you still see so many of the old crowd! Pass on my very best regards the next time you bump into them
Post by rose5mcdonaghtce on Apr 9, 2009 22:27:55 GMT
I can still see you walking down the block with your lamb, its lovely to hear from you and Brian, was sorry to hear about Joey RIP, Mag Cummins was always very fond of him, could not hold a conversation without mentioning his name.
There was a re-union held back in 2001, a fantastic night, just not long enough to get around everyone. There was mass in St. Brigid's first, the priest who I think was relatively new to the Camp said he thought when he listened to the old crowd that still attend Mass there when they talked about the Camp years ago that they were maybe looking back through rose tinted glasses, but the atmosphere outside the Church before mass spoke volumes. It was a great night, next day myself and Monica the O'Briens, O'Neills and Heffernans met in the hospital mess and then went on to the Rising Sun what an afternoon, Maisie had the dinner ready for the girls and had done Bacon and Cabbage especially for Phyllis who had come home for the week-end, Eugene was taking the calls and making the excuses as to why they kept getting held up. The stories and the laughs, you would have enjoyed it. Who knows maybe there will be another one, Sean when you are reading this give Pat the hint, we could all do with it again.
Post by Jacqueline mcCarney on Apr 15, 2009 18:07:37 GMT
I don't know about rose coloured glasses but I have fantastic memories of my childhood on the Curragh - the freedom we had and the friendships. It was very special, I feel that kids growing up these days don't know what they are missing. I have very fond memories of Maisie O' Brien, I used to call in after dinner, on the way back to school to wait for Monica. She would have all the kids, must have been at least 10? sitting round the kitchen table with her sthingying out spuds from a huge pot and singing as she went, usually a Jim Reeves number or Elvis. The radio was always on and she would be crooning along taking everything in her stride and always cheerful. She took us all to Newbridge to have our photo taken on our confirmation (1965)and it was displayed in the front room afterwards. I would love a copy if she still has it as there are not a lot of photos of those times. Would love to join you all for the next get together and stroll down memory lane. I can't remember you splitting your head open, we always seem to bounce back. I remember Katherine Coleman swallowing soap one Haloween night and ending up in hospital and me jumping from the coal lorry and spliiting my front tooth. Regards Jacqueline
Post by rose5mcdonaghtce on Apr 17, 2009 23:59:16 GMT
The kids growing up to-day have everything and nothing. Imagination and their surroundings do' nt enter into their play. We were out there from early morning, all over the place, had to be called for our meals and missing at bedtime. No one had much in the line of toys, but we used what was around us to improvise. We even got enjoyment out of wet days, black wellies on after the showers to splash around in the channells. They really are missing out. My two grand-daughters have play days now i.e. they spend a day at their friends house and vice versa. Hannah and Susan running around organising collection and dropping back and of course the entertainment for the afternoon. Can't imagine the little group heading off to Donnellys Hollow for a picnic on their own (perish the thought) as we often did, would love to see their faces when handed a bottle of orange squash and a packet of Marietta biscuits to share between five or six and the entertainment for the day being chasing up and down the hollow.
Maisie O'Brien is in good health, living in Brownstown now, has not really changed at all. Will ask if she still has the photograph which no doubt she will.
Were you in 6th class when you made your confirmation?
See Joan Ivers has joined the forum welcome Joan get posting.
Post by rose5mcdonaghtce on Apr 26, 2009 22:28:51 GMT
The McDonagh Kids in gallery 10 are:
Front row only two in it left to right: Noel Tyrell, Michael Christie.
Second Row: Left to Right: Tereasa Duhig, Valerie Tyrell, Eva Christie, Mag Kavanagh, Noel Christie, P.J. Christie, Dinah Christie.
Third Row: Left to Right: Mary Duhig with her sister Geraldine on her knee, Eileen Heney, my cousin up from Tipp on holiday with Nuala Walker on her knee. Joan Heney, myself, Mary Fogarty, Mam's sister Peg RIP who came up for a holiday and like Mam got a job in the Wes and forgot to go home, Peg went to England from McDonagh MQRS.
Hi Rose, Pat Christie (PJ) here, thats a very impressive photo from the past. The Christie clan is well represented. Certainly can't remember when it was taken. However the photo displays the good times I had on the curragh even when sitting down for the shot. Now, please tell me when it was taken.
On another note, Doe's Pipie Ivers and Mags Kavanagh remember PJ Christie?
Post by rose5mcdonaghtce on Apr 30, 2009 12:56:44 GMT
The Christie's are well represented alright, that would have been all the Christie clan at the time. The photograph was taken around 60/61. Don't remember the day it was taken myself. Just to add in gallery 10 there is a phtotgraph of Monica and a man it comes up as being my Da, but its not, its the Da's first cousin John McGivney (Whiskey) who was a Sgt in the Engineers. And the one of myself and Monica under the trees across from the Rugby club was taken on the way back from a Sunday trip to Lough Bawn.
Just looking at the snap considering we had nothing we are'nt looking too bad on it.