Archive (28 life histories found)
Our Caravan in Portrush
Enjoying the sunshine in Millisle
Caravan Rally
'All shyness and inhibitions were forgotten about as they were pulled on to the floor to take their chance and show off.'
Christmas and Easter were my favourite times and were spent one day in our house, another in a family members house and so the holiday time was passed. Our holidays were spent in a mobile home in Mullingar. We spent years going there and the fun…
Tags: ballroom dancing, Christmas, Easter, family, friendship, holiday, Mobile Home
'We drove across Australia the year the Eyre Highway was first completed'
We had holidayed all over the world - on the way back and forward to Australia we visited Hong Kong, Singapore, Malaysia, Indonesia, Japan, Thailand, Sri Lanka and we had one stop over of a few hours each in Bombay and Muscat - that was enough. We…
'My first holiday to Europe was a special trip to Benidorm'
My first holiday to Europe was a special trip to Benidorm. It was organised by the Presbyterian Church. An older minister was our leader. We had a wonderful time on the beach, swimming, sun bathing, playing games and good chat. We all stayed in…
'...like going to sleep in a five star hotel every night and waking up the next morning in a different city '
Some thirty five years ago we rented a cruiser on the Shannon to try out this cruising lark. I have been an enthusiast ever since. We have cruised almost every year since, sometimes three times in one year. In all those years we have not been tempted…
Tags: Boat, cruise, holiday, navigation, Shannon
'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…
'The road was good as far as Nairobi. From there to Mombasa we were driving on sand'
Two friends from Eldoret, Tom and Ray, asked me to join them for a holiday in Mombasa in December 1964. We agreed that I would provide the transport and they would help with my hotel bills. The road was good as far as Nairobi. From there to Mombasa…