In Summer, 2013 I spotted this memorial in Annascaul. It is in the park, near Tom Crean’s bar – the park with the poetry on the sculpture.
Two years later, I noted that another memorial had been erected – on the new section of road between Annascaul and Camp.
This morning’s update from Stair na hÉireann mentioned that Jerome Connor was born on this day in 1847 – so I thought as good a reason as any to share the photographs.
I have spent whatever free time over the Christmas mapping the nearly-200 memorials to War of Independence and Civil War that I have photographed over the past few years,
The map can be viewed HERE.
Only some of the Limerick and Kerry memorials have the photographs uploaded – next task is to upload all the other photos.
Century Ireland tweeted that yesterday was the anniversary of the birth of Hugh Lane, born on 9th November, 1875.
It reminded me of this plaque at St Luke’s Church in Douglas.
I understand, from talk on Heritage Day, that he was born in Douglas, at Ballybrack House on Donnybrook Hill, and christened in the church but, that that was the extent of his time spent in Cork as soon after he was brought to England where he grew up.
Féilire Gaeilge tweeted today to say it was the anniversary of the death of Charles DeGaulle.
It reminded me of this monument that I spotted in Sneem last year and had mentally filed away as to why it had been erected.
It appears that he visited on a number of occasions and that the monument was erected in 1994, 25 years after his visit in 1969.
More work of Seamus Murphy that I spotted this week – after my conversational Irish class.
That is some beard that Mr Dunlop had.
Considering that John Boyd Dunlop died when Seamus Murphy was only fourteen, I wonder what he had to work on to create a 3-D image.
The plaque is not very prominently located – considering this is my third year attending at the O’Rahilly Building each Wednesday evening of a 20 week course and this was the first time that the corridor door was open and I saw it.
Today’s update from Stair na hEireann, told of a skirmish at Ballineen and Enniskeane in West Cork.
“1922 – Skirmish between National Army and Republican troops who attack military posts in two villages, Enniskean and Ballineen in West Cork. Five Free State soldiers are injured, two fatally. Republican losses are at least two dead; a section commander Tadhg O’Leary and a volunteer, both IRA West Cork Brigade”
The plaque on the building in Enniskeane confirms one of the dead as John Howell who was some distance from home.
The plaque to Timothy O’Leary’s is in the adjoining village of Ballineen.
I definitely need to allocate time to upload all of the photographs of the Civil War/ War of Independence memorials.
My schooldays finished over 30 years ago but the only word I recall ever being taught in Irish for ‘hospital’ was ‘ospidéal’.
On Monday, I was cycling to collect our 9-year old from school and spotted this plaque at St. Finbarr’s Hospital on Douglas Road. It took a while to register but then came the eureka moment when I remembered last year a discussion as to ‘Othar’, meaning a patient.
So, just as ‘Uachtarlann’ is a ‘creamery’ or more literally, ‘Cream Building;’ Leabhlarlann’ is ‘library’ (book building), and ‘marclann’ a ‘stable’, so ‘Otharlann’ is a ‘house of patients’.
The CUH uses ‘Ospidéal’ and not ‘Otharlann’ so maybe ‘Otharlann’ is falling out of use in favour of English-ised Irish.
That very morning the same 9-year old ‘corrected’ my use of ‘gluaisteán’ for ‘car’, saying that ‘carr’ was correct. It is interesting to note that Focloir.ie lists ‘carr’ ahead of ‘gluaisteán’ and also lists ‘ospidéal’ ahead of ‘otharlann’.
After two years of conversational Irish class, I have now realised that language is not mathematical; that it does not always translates exactly; and that it is forever changing and growing.
Continuing my cycle, I wondered as to how many other Irish words did I once know, that have now been replaced by an English-ised Irish word. However many there might be, I have not been able to recall another but suspect there are quite a few.
This morning’s update from Stair na hÉireann advised that Eamonn Kent was born on this day in 1881.
I thought I’d share this photograph of the plaque on the house in North Co. Galway.
Last evening, my 9-year old and I went up to Collins Barracks, to St. Michael’s Garrison Church where the remains of Thomas Kent lay in state.
As I have mentioned here before, my recollection of Intermediate Certificate history as taught in my particular Alma Mater is of events, places and people so distant in time and/or place. I never felt a connection or experienced a sense of inquisitiveness that I wished to pursue – something that I regularly encounter now when seeing a commemorative plaque.
I have no recollection of a school education on Fenian times, the Easter Rising or the War of Independence/Civil War period. Any interest, you may have observed in blog posts hereabout, are without the foundation of directed school learning.
The 9-year old did not enjoy the queuing too much. The ceremonial aspect of the changing of the guard definitely grabbed attention. The signing of the book; the photographers, the Mayor of Derry and Cork Lord Mayor; the guns; the guard of honour with heads bowed in respect; and, the flag over the coffin – there were all registered in the young mind.
My hope is that when it comes to Junior Cert history and the period of Republicanism, Proclamation and Civil War, that there will be a memory of last evening that will inspire interest and inquisitiveness which hopefully will lead to a greater understanding than this parent.
It was today that I leant of the connection between these two memorials.
A few years back, homebound with a cold, I caught up on a number of radio documentaries from DocOnOne, including ‘A Convict Of The Road’. I had read briefly prior to that of the race but this was the first that I really learnt of Mick Murphy.
Last year, I was again reminded on Mick Murphy when I stopped opposite the Black Shop Bar to look at these commemorative plaques. I was reminded once again of Mick Murphy.
On Friday, I was on the 05.55 train to Dublin, checking Twitter, when I read of the death of Mick Murphy.
Today, I listened again to ‘A Convict Of The Road’, a memory of times well past.
It would be forty minutes well spent if you are tempted.
I cycled past this house last night. This morning the name appeared on my computer screen. More than enough reason for a blog – even just to add to what was mentioned before.
I was reading today’s update from Stair na hÉireann as to what happened on this day in history and they mentioned that Katherine Cecil Thurston (née Madden) was born in Cork on this day, in 1875.
This name was new to me and I wondered as to whether there was a plaque to her somewhere.
My web searching treated me like a nail, hitting me straight with the comment that ‘often forgotten today, was a highly popular and successful writer of short stories and novels at the beginning of the twentieth century’. She ‘had two books simultaneously on the New York Times best seller list in 1905, the first time any author had achieved such a feat’.
It revealed that she was born at Woods Gift in 1875. She died of asphyxia in her hotel room at 13 Morrisons Island, also in Cork city, in 1911, one month before she was due to remarry.
I suspect that I will be requesting a book from the City Library – to find out more. Even a walk through St Joseph’s Cemetery might be prompted.
A few weeks back, I was reminiscing on the smell of freshly baked bread from the Thompson’s bread van that used to call during the afternoon when I was growing up. I am not sure when they stopped but my recollection is that they were still on the road in the mid to late seventies.
Today, I received a reply from Gary Morris in Canada and it reminded me of this plaque I spotted some months ago. Upto then it was internal behind some windows but when replacement works were carried out, a recess was provided for the door and the plaque was revealed once again.
Having traded for 150 years when the plaque was erected, it appears that the business only survived another eight years.
Over thirty years have passed since it closed but its name is still strong in my memory – helping the argument that the effect of something on a child’s memory may be greater than an adult’s.
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