Archive (1 life histories found)
'...my Grandmother came rushing down the road, dressed as always in her 'Widows Weeds', shouting frantically "Come out of there, the fairies will take you away"'
The farmland in Corragh is not great and there is a lot of bogland, so turf cutting and saving was a big part of the activity during the summer. In the middle of one piece of bogland was a raised brilliant green field with a single hawthorn tree in…
Tags: berries, fairy, fairy tree, Farm