Friday, 24 July 2009
Monday, 20 July 2009
My press office comrade, David Kennedy and myself, decided it would be good to take advantage of the vast estate surrounding our place of work.
We thought a good way of going about this was to take a dander round the many pathways scattered throughout the estate.
Anyone who ever comes up here will certainly see lots of walkers, runners, dogs out for a bitta craic as well as kids and tourists meandering around the place, taking all in.
This was just a bit too boring for four Belfast Republicans!
It was David, a dedicated Seán Uí Misteil supporter who had the Camáin in the boot of the car from different matches and or training sessions. He suggested we have a bit of a puc during our lunch hour this afternoon.
I was always more of a footballer than a hurler myself so was happy enough to join with Séanna and watch the two west belfast boys go at it (Antrim are a much sounder hurling people than us County Down folk!).
David's skills were evident, Vinty (who also joined us for a stroll from his office the floor above our own) definately recaptured some of his youthful glory days out on the lawn earlier.
Afterwards as we walked back up to work and inevitably passed the infamous statue of Carson, Séanna (who was kind enough to take the pictures) reminded us that Edward was a hurler himself, playing during his days at Trinity College.
I wonder what he would make, looking down at the scene this afternoon, of the four Belfast Republicans, enjoying the same game he did, but this time on the slopes of Stormont???
Cluiche agus lá den scoth!
D’éirigh mé go luath inné le freastal ar Cluiche Cheannais Uladh. Bhí Conchubhair a tiomaint agus bhí muid uilig tógtha fan turas, an cluiche agus an lá a bhí romhainn.
Dar ndóigh ní lucht leanúna d’Aontroim nó Tír Eoghain muid, is fir Contae an Dún sa carr máidin inné.
Tá sé ráite ag achan duine inniu gur cluiche agus atmaisféar den scoth a bhí ann le linn an cluiche; bhain mé fhéin sult as achan rud a baint leis an lá; na dathanna, an craic, an ceol, an spóirt agus an ceiliúradh. Bhí pionta nó dhó i dteach tábhairne Hibernian an mhaith fosta!
Tá comhghairdeas tuilte ag Aontroim as feachtais s’acu ach go hairithe don cluiche cheannais inné. Dar ndóigh tá comhghairdeas tuilte arís ag contae Tír Eoghain as an bua sláintiúla.
Is léir do dhuine ar bith ata ag iarraidh a fheiceáil, gur rud iontach speisialta í an Cumann Lúthchleas Ghael, bhí sin soiléir ón méid teaghlaigh, cairde agus cumainn ag freastal ar an cluiche inné.
Bhain mé a lán sult as an cluiche agus as cluichí an Dún agus déanfaidh mé mo dhícheall freastal ar an cluich i n-éadan Ciarraí fosta.
Mar fhocal scor, beidh mé oscailte agus ionraic libh a léitheoirí dhílis, roimh deireadh an cluiche bhí mé ag screadadh ar son……………………………………………..mo chomharsan Contae Aontroim!
Saturday, 18 July 2009
Monday, 13 July 2009
Wednesday, 8 July 2009
Bhí aontas orm mar sin de nuair a chuir sár-Ghael de cuid na hÉireann, Seán Ó hAdhmail an físeán seo in airde ar 'LeabharÉadán' nó 'Facebook' s'aige.
Seo chugaibh Tadhg agus Óisín ag ceol an amhrán is clúití de chuid na ríthe 'Sex on fire' nó mar atá sé anois 'Gnéas ar Lasadh'!!!
Tuesday, 7 July 2009
Regular visitors to the blog will remember the above article
I wonder if this order, issued by the Royal Irish Constabularly Cork, in 1920, had anything to do with O'Gara's motivation.
December 1 1920 the Auxiliary Division, RIC, Macroom Castle:
'All male inhabitants of Macroom and all males passing through Macroom shall not appear in public with their hands in their pockets. Any male infringing this order is liable to be shot at sight'.
Sunday, 5 July 2009
Strangely I came across this old article from 'An Phoblacht - Republican News', it was written following the death of my Grandmother in 1997. I'm not too sure who wrote it but in ways it tells a lot about my granny and also tells us very little. I laughed at the line which mentions her strength being in her secrecy; I remember well a reporter from the AP/RN coming over to interview her before her death looking to find out about her life in struggle and aspects of Republicanism in the 1930s and 40s. Even after 60 years he had a very difficult time in getting anything from her about that period and the people involved. I remember vividly asking her on numerous occasions during one of those "what did you do during the war granny?" moments and her point blankly refusing to give me anything, not a nudge not a wink not "well we were.......", she wouldn't say a thing.
I have copied the article here......
FÓGRAÍ BHÁIS: Mary McVeigh
The ink of partition was hardly dry when Mary Walsh was born in November 1922 in the Republican ghetto of Ballymacarrett in Belfast.
As a child she would often hear her mother recall stories of the 1916 Rising and the pogroms of the 20s and the part that local Republicans played in those campaigns.
She left St Matthew's School at the age of 14 and, like many of the young girls, worked in the mills, enduring the harsh conditions of the time. Mary became interested in Irish history and culture and around 1939 she joined Cumann na mBan E Company, Belfast Battalion. As a dedicated volunteer no task was too great for her and her strength was in her secrecy.
With a lot of her comrades in Óglaigh na hÉireann interned, the prisoners became Mary's passion. Through the internment days of the 40s Mary carried army despatches in and out of Belfast prison and at the time of Tom Williams' execution Mary and her comrades sat up for two nights making black flags.
After the last of the internees were released from Belfast prison around 1945 Mary met her husband Jimmy McVeigh, who had been interned for five years. Funny enough,during Mary's many visits to the jail she had never met him. they married on 2 September 1952 and made their home in the Short Strand area.
Mary had six children. Her eldest son James was mentally handicapped and Mary dedicated herself to him and his needs.
In 1968-69 at the collapse of the state the McVeigh home became one of the focal points for the movement to organise itself, including the Battle of Saint Matthews. In 1971 Mary took to the streets in support of the prisoners. Her husband suffered from a stroke which was to restrict her campaigning.
Mary's family took her lead and 3 of her children were imprisoned. Her son Seán served 11 years in the H-Blocks, participating in the Blanket Protest. Another son and daughter spent shorter terms in prison.
1996 saw Mary honoured for a lifetime's service to the movement at the annual Short Strand Republican Commemoration.
Mary passed away on 13th August 1997 and among a small number she will be remembered for her last act of defiance when she rose from her sick bed to help the escape of a Volunteer on active service from the British Army.
The size of Mary's funeral spoke volumes as the Short Strand buried one of the last of the 40s women.