Archive (4 life histories found)
'I have a picture of myself looking into the flames, my grandfather singing and the sound of the plink plonk of the milk falling into the bucket as my mother milked the cows'
As my grandfather lived outside the village and they had no woman in the house when her sister Lizzie left for work in Dublin my mother would go out to his house every night and do another day's work. When the porridge was cooked on the range and…
Tags: baked brad, cows, fresh milk, grandfather
'The taste of that hot soda bread with loads of homemade butter still lingers in my memory some sixty years later'
My Mother's Mother came from Co. Wicklow and her brother had the small family farm so that each year, when we were old enough we were packed off to the country for the summer holidays. Her brother, Tom Quinn was married to Judy Burke and they were…
'"I'd almost venture another flight there is so much joy in returning" John Locke'
These words from the poet John Locke were in my mind as the plane came close to Dublin airport. I was excited about meeting with family and friends and telling them all about Kenya. While they were very pleased to see me I soon realised that they…
Tags: Cattle, Coming home, cows, Showband
'My father was better working outside the house than inside. He just did things differently '
Our source of drinking water was a hand pump over a well in the middle of the field behind the house, which we called the pump field. The pump was about 400 yards from the house. The task of providing the house with a good supply of drinking water…
Tags: cows, Drinking Water, horse, pump