The day the pigs and granddad ran away.

My  mums  name  is  Dolores  Henderson  now  but  back  in  1970  she  was  known  as  Dolores  Mc  Dermott. A little back ground to my mum.  She lived in a Place called Corrigeenboy near Ballyfarnon, Co.  Roscommon.   This rural area was made up of small farmers.  Children helped on the farms.  After  her  dad  died  in  … Read more

Life gives you lemonade and books.

During the midterm I talked to a very interesting man, he was a former teacher in the SligoGrammar School and his name is Damhlaic MagShamhrain. He was a man born and raised in Ireland. As a child, he lived in the busy city of Dublin in the 1950s and attended a school there. When I … Read more

SUMMER HOLIDAYS

From the age of five my mother, her sister and her three brothers would spend four to six long lazy weeks at her Auntie Annie’s farm in the country in the summer. Her uncle Jack would arrive in his black Morris Minor car and the whole bunch of kids, all five of them, would load … Read more

Mother’s memories as a returned emigrant

I lived in London until I was 8, then my family (Mam, Dad and I) returned to live on a farm outside Boyle.  Both my parents were Irish, having emigrated to England in the 1940s as there was no work in rural Ireland and for most 2nd level education and definitely 3rd level education was … Read more