J' member. J'member the days we played ball on the streets, Not a care in the world as we munched on our sweets. No cars to disrupt us 'cept cops on the beat Plodding their way on oversized feet. J'member the days when the milk was delivered, The…
One of my abiding memories of childhood was the long summer days we spent in Brittas Bay. My Dad was in the building business and the traditional builders holidays was the first two weeks of August. We were a family of five children, but had many…
In April, 1961 - just before my 16th birthday - my father opened his own retail business. I went in to help in the shop after school, on Saturdays and during that year's summer holidays. I never went back in September. I just loved working in the…
Corporal punishment was widely in use. I can never understand why I should be punished for getting the wrong answer. If the teacher had been doing his/her job properly, I would have understood the question better.
There was always a dog in my Granny Carlin's house and of course lots of animals in Granny McGovern's in the country. The strange thing was that my mother wouldn't allow a pet in the house.
From a very early age I was a sports fanatic - everything from Gaelic football to cricket. We played whatever was in season. I loved reading and tried stamp collecting, but I became bored with it very quickly.
I loved going to stay with my Granny McGovern who lived in the country. I suppose it was the freedom of being able to run through the fields. We had lots of new friends there. They called us 'the Townies'.
We didn't have a lot of toys. We spent as much time as possible playing outside. I do remember a spinning top and a blackboard and easel, which came with a carton of coloured chalk. One of the best presents I remember was when my brother and I got…
My main memory of my childhood was that it was happy. I was the eldest in the family and I had one brother and two sisters. There was only six years between my youngest sister, Breidge and myself. I believe that, because we were born so close…
My father and his brothers had purchased the Deerpark Farm from Lord Massareeue - it must have been around 1939 - and we children used to love going to Antrim and roaming free there. Unfortunately I have one unhappy memory among all the happy…
