Archive (3 life histories found)
The smell of newly baked cakes and bread always bring back this memory to me. I can still visualise my Granny up to her elbows in flour.'
All school holidays and occasional weekends were spent in my grandmother's house on Main Street Dungiven. When I was only a small baby, my parents agreed to leave me with my grandparents and Aunt Rosalin, for a week, to give my mother a bit of a…
Tags: bread, grandparents, Rosary
'We wore long white dresses and veils and I remember my mother bought long white woollen vests for us to wear below.'
I made my First Confession on 26th May and my First Holy Communion on 28th May 1953 in Sacred Heart Church, where we went every Sunday and often daily for Mass. I was confirmed there as well, with Cecilia on 27th February 1956. Uncle Willie's wife,…
Tags: Catholic, church, Communion, Confession, Rosary
'I was sleeping in the little room off the kitchen and I could hear all the muffled sounds of the men carrying the coffin in through the kitchen'
There was always something happening in the village. The turf man came with a cartload of turf which we would buy but then we children had the awful job of bringing it into the shed as he would just empty it in the lane. How I loathed that job. …