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Coconut cupcakes with lime curd filling, topped with 7-minute frosting flavored with lime juice. These were SOOOO good!!!
Here's the recipe:
For the cupcakes:
1 3/4 cups all-purpose flour
2 tsps. baking powder
1/2 tsp. salt
1/2 cup packed sweetened shredded coconut
6 ounces (1 1/2 sticks) unsalted butter, softened
1 1/3 cups sugar
2 large eggs plus 2 large egg whites
3/4 cup unsweetened coconut milk
1 1/2 tsps. pure vanilla extract
Mix together flour, baking powder, salt and shredded coconut in a large bowl. Cream butter and sugar with mixer until light and fluffy. Add eggs, 1 at a time, beating after each addition. Add vanilla. Mix in dry ingredients alternating with coconut milk. Fill muffin cups 2/3 of the way and bake in preheated 350*F oven for 15 to 20 minutes.
For the filling:
I used readymade lemon-curd filling....and added lime juice and a little bit of green food coloring,
7-minute frosting:
1 1/2 cups plus 2 tbsps. sugar
2/3 cup water
2 tbsps. light corn syrup
2 tsps. lime juice
6 large egg whites
Mix 1 1/2 cups sugar, the water, and corn syrup in a small saucepan over medium heat. Cook, stirring occasionally, until sugar dissolves. Bring to a boil, and cook until mixture registers 230* on a candy thermometer. Add lime juice. Meanwhile, whisk whites with a mixer on medium speed until soft peaks form. With mixer running, add remaining 2 tbsps sugar. With mixer on medium-low, pour sugar syrup in a slow, steady stream down side of bowl. Increase speed to medium-high and whisk until stiff peaks form and mixture is cool, about 7 minutes.
Fill cooled cupcakes with lime-curd filling and frost with 7-minute frosting.
We put a tiny clump of moss under the stereo microscope and detached a single leaf from the plant. We then transferred the leaf to the high powered microscope, got it into focus, and took a photo down the eye piece. This is the result. You can clearly see the cell structure and shape and also the green chloroplasts within the cells.
Built in June of 1993 as Santa Fe 910 this C40-8W has ran its last revenue miles for its new owner BNSF Railway. Its been relegated to the deadline and is likely laid up pending sale. It used to haul the hottest trains across the fruited plain and hauled the heavy coal trains over Raton Pass. These old GEEZ aren't worth the money to rebuild and aren't nearly as fuel efficient as their Dash-9 and ES44 cousins. This old workhorse has been put out to pasture.
My latest work. Prismacolors on black Canson Mi-Tientes. Original size 9 x 12.
© July 2008
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Photos of my Aliens-themed Last Stand contest entry without the mood lighting, so that you can see more of the details.
I actually put a lot of work into the hive-infested corridor behind the loading dock. I didn't realize until shooting it that it was going to be really hard to get any detail shots of this area, particularly with the intended light level.
A couple of weeks back, we met a couple in a pub in Canterbury, and they had been out exploring the city and said they were disappointed by the cathedral.
Not enough labels they said.
That not withstanding, I thought it had been some time since I last had been, so decided to revisit, see the pillars of Reculver church in the crypt and take the big lens for some detail shots.
We arrived just after ten, so the cathedral was pretty free of other guests, just a few guides waiting for groups and couples to guide.
I went round with the 50mm first, before concentrating on the medieval glass which is mostly on the south side.
But as you will see, the lens picked up so much more.
Thing is, there is always someone interesting to talk to, or wants to talk to you. As I went around, I spoke with about three guides about the project and things I have seen in the churches of the county, and the wonderful people I have met. And that continued in the cathedral.
I have time to look at the tombs in the Trinity Chapel, and see that Henry IV and his wife are in a tomb there, rather than ay Westminster Abbey. So I photograph them, and the Black Prince on the southern side of the chapel, along with the Bishops and Archbishops between.
Round to the transept and a chance to change lenses, and put on the 140-400mm for some detailed shots.
I go round the cathedral again.
Initially at some of the memorials on the walls and the canopy of the pulpit, but it is the windows that are calling.
At least it was a bright, sunny day outside, which meant light was good in the cathedral with most shots coming out fine with no camera shake.
As I edit the shots I am stunned at the details of windows so high up they mostly seem like blocks of colour.
And so far, I have only just started to edit these shots.
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St Augustine, the first Archbishop of Canterbury, arrived on the coast of Kent as a missionary to England in 597AD. He came from Rome, sent by Pope Gregory the Great. It is said that Gregory had been struck by the beauty of Angle slaves he saw for sale in the city market and despatched Augustine and some monks to convert them to Christianity. Augustine was given a church at Canterbury (St Martin’s, after St Martin of Tours, still standing today) by the local King, Ethelbert whose Queen, Bertha, a French Princess, was already a Christian.This building had been a place of worship during the Roman occupation of Britain and is the oldest church in England still in use. Augustine had been consecrated a bishop in France and was later made an archbishop by the Pope. He established his seat within the Roman city walls (the word cathedral is derived from the the Latin word for a chair ‘cathedra’, which is itself taken from the Greek ‘kathedra’ meaning seat.) and built the first cathedral there, becoming the first Archbishop of Canterbury. Since that time, there has been a community around the Cathedral offering daily prayer to God; this community is arguably the oldest organisation in the English speaking world. The present Archbishop, The Most Revd Justin Welby, is 105th in the line of succession from Augustine. Until the 10th century, the Cathedral community lived as the household of the Archbishop. During the 10th century, it became a formal community of Benedictine monks, which continued until the monastery was dissolved by King Henry VIII in 1540. Augustine’s original building lies beneath the floor of the Nave – it was extensively rebuilt and enlarged by the Saxons, and the Cathedral was rebuilt completely by the Normans in 1070 following a major fire. There have been many additions to the building over the last nine hundred years, but parts of the Quire and some of the windows and their stained glass date from the 12th century. By 1077, Archbishop Lanfranc had rebuilt it as a Norman church, described as “nearly perfect”. A staircase and parts of the North Wall – in the area of the North West transept also called the Martyrdom – remain from that building.
Canterbury’s role as one of the world’s most important pilgrimage centres in Europe is inextricably linked to the murder of its most famous Archbishop, Thomas Becket, in 1170. When, after a long lasting dispute, King Henry II is said to have exclaimed “Who will rid me of this turbulent priest?”, four knights set off for Canterbury and murdered Thomas in his own cathedral. A sword stroke was so violent that it sliced the crown off his skull and shattered the blade’s tip on the pavement. The murder took place in what is now known as The Martyrdom. When shortly afterwards, miracles were said to take place, Canterbury became one of Europe’s most important pilgrimage centres.
The work of the Cathedral as a monastery came to an end in 1540, when the monastery was closed on the orders of King Henry VIII. Its role as a place of prayer continued – as it does to this day. Once the monastery had been suppressed, responsibility for the services and upkeep was given to a group of clergy known as the Chapter of Canterbury. Today, the Cathedral is still governed by the Dean and four Canons, together (in recent years) with four lay people and the Archdeacon of Ashford. During the Civil War of the 1640s, the Cathedral suffered damage at the hands of the Puritans; much of the medieval stained glass was smashed and horses were stabled in the Nave. After the Restoration in 1660, several years were spent in repairing the building. In the early 19th Century, the North West tower was found to be dangerous, and, although it dated from Lanfranc’s time, it was demolished in the early 1830s and replaced by a copy of the South West tower, thus giving a symmetrical appearance to the west end of the Cathedral. During the Second World War, the Precincts were heavily damaged by enemy action and the Cathedral’s Library was destroyed. Thankfully, the Cathedral itself was not seriously harmed, due to the bravery of the team of fire watchers, who patrolled the roofs and dealt with the incendiary bombs dropped by enemy bombers. Today, the Cathedral stands as a place where prayer to God has been offered daily for over 1,400 years; nearly 2,000 Services are held each year, as well as countless private prayers from individuals. The Cathedral offers a warm welcome to all visitors – its aim is to show people Jesus, which we do through the splendour of the building as well as the beauty of the worship.
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History of the cathedral
THE ORIGIN of a Christian church on the scite of the present cathedral, is supposed to have taken place as early as the Roman empire in Britain, for the use of the antient faithful and believing soldiers of their garrison here; and that Augustine found such a one standing here, adjoining to king Ethelbert's palace, which was included in the king's gift to him.
This supposition is founded on the records of the priory of Christ-church, (fn. 1) concurring with the common opinion of almost all our historians, who tell us of a church in Canterbury, which Augustine found standing in the east part of the city, which he had of king Ethelbert's gift, which after his consecration at Arles, in France, he commended by special dedication to the patronage of our blessed Saviour. (fn. 2)
According to others, the foundations only of an old church formerly built by the believing Romans, were left here, on which Augustine erected that, which he afterwards dedicated to out Saviour; (fn. 3) and indeed it is not probable that king Ethelbert should have suffered the unsightly ruins of a Christian church, which, being a Pagan, must have been very obnoxious to him, so close to his palace, and supposing these ruins had been here, would he not have suffered them to be repaired, rather than have obliged his Christian queen to travel daily to such a distance as St. Martin's church, or St. Pancrace's chapel, for the performance of her devotions.
Some indeed have conjectured that the church found by St. Augustine, in the east part of the city, was that of St.Martin, truly so situated; and urge in favor of it, that there have not been at any time any remains of British or Roman bricks discovered scattered in or about this church of our Saviour, those infallible, as Mr. Somner stiles them, signs of antiquity, and so generally found in buildings, which have been erected on, or close to the spot where more antient ones have stood. But to proceed, king Ethelbert's donation to Augustine was made in the year 596, who immediately afterwards went over to France, and was consecrated a bishop at Arles, and after his return, as soon as he had sufficiently finished a church here, whether built out of ruins or anew, it matters not, he exercised his episcopal function in the dedication of it, says the register of Christ-church, to the honor of Christ our Saviour; whence it afterwards obtained the name of Christ-church. (fn. 4)
From the time of Augustine for the space of upwards of three hundred years, there is not found in any printed or manuscript chronicle, the least mention of the fabric of this church, so that it is probable nothing befell it worthy of being recorded; however it should be mentioned, that during that period the revenues of it were much increased, for in the leiger books of it there are registered more than fifty donations of manors, lands, &c. so large and bountiful, as became the munificence of kings and nobles to confer. (fn. 5)
It is supposed, especially as we find no mention made of any thing to the contrary, that the fabric of this church for two hundred years after Augustine's time, met with no considerable molestations; but afterwards, the frequent invasions of the Danes involved both the civil and ecclesiastical state of this country in continual troubles and dangers; in the confusion of which, this church appears to have run into a state of decay; for when Odo was promoted to the archbishopric, in the year 938, the roof of it was in a ruinous condition; age had impaired it, and neglect had made it extremely dangerous; the walls of it were of an uneven height, according as it had been more or less decayed, and the roof of the church seemed ready to fall down on the heads of those underneath. All this the archbishop undertook to repair, and then covered the whole church with lead; to finish which, it took three years, as Osbern tells us, in the life of Odo; (fn. 6) and further, that there was not to be found a church of so large a size, capable of containing so great a multitude of people, and thus, perhaps, it continued without any material change happening to it, till the year 1011; a dismal and fatal year to this church and city; a time of unspeakable confusion and calamities; for in the month of September that year, the Danes, after a siege of twenty days, entered this city by force, burnt the houses, made a lamentable slaughter of the inhabitants, rifled this church, and then set it on fire, insomuch, that the lead with which archbishop Odo had covered it, being melted, ran down on those who were underneath. The sull story of this calamity is given by Osbern, in the life of archbishop Odo, an abridgement of which the reader will find below. (fn. 7)
The church now lay in ruins, without a roof, the bare walls only standing, and in this desolate condition it remained as long as the fury of the Danes prevailed, who after they had burnt the church, carried away archbishop Alphage with them, kept him in prison seven months, and then put him to death, in the year 1012, the year after which Living, or Livingus, succeeded him as archbishop, though it was rather in his calamities than in his seat of dignity, for he too was chained up by the Danes in a loathsome dungeon for seven months, before he was set free, but he so sensibly felt the deplorable state of this country, which he foresaw was every day growing worse and worse, that by a voluntary exile, he withdrew himself out of the nation, to find some solitary retirement, where he might bewail those desolations of his country, to which he was not able to bring any relief, but by his continual prayers. (fn. 8) He just outlived this storm, returned into England, and before he died saw peace and quientness restored to this land by king Canute, who gaining to himself the sole sovereignty over the nation, made it his first business to repair the injuries which had been done to the churches and monasteries in this kingdom, by his father's and his own wars. (fn. 9)
As for this church, archbishop Ægelnoth, who presided over it from the year 1020 to the year 1038, began and finished the repair, or rather the rebuilding of it, assisted in it by the royal munificence of the king, (fn. 10) who in 1023 presented his crown of gold to this church, and restored to it the port of Sandwich, with its liberties. (fn. 11) Notwithstanding this, in less than forty years afterwards, when Lanfranc soon after the Norman conquest came to the see, he found this church reduced almost to nothing by fire, and dilapidations; for Eadmer says, it had been consumed by a third conflagration, prior to the year of his advancement to it, in which fire almost all the antient records of the privileges of it had perished. (fn. 12)
The same writer has given us a description of this old church, as it was before Lanfranc came to the see; by which we learn, that at the east end there was an altar adjoining to the wall of the church, of rough unhewn stone, cemented with mortar, erected by archbishop Odo, for a repository of the body of Wilfrid, archbishop of York, which Odo had translated from Rippon hither, giving it here the highest place; at a convenient distance from this, westward, there was another altar, dedicated to Christ our Saviour, at which divine service was daily celebrated. In this altar was inclosed the head of St. Swithin, with many other relics, which archbishop Alphage brought with him from Winchester. Passing from this altar westward, many steps led down to the choir and nave, which were both even, or upon the same level. At the bottom of the steps, there was a passage into the undercroft, under all the east part of the church. (fn. 13) At the east end of which, was an altar, in which was inclosed, according to old tradition, the head of St. Furseus. From hence by a winding passage, at the west end of it, was the tomb of St. Dunstan, (fn. 14) but separated from the undercroft by a strong stone wall; over the tomb was erected a monument, pyramid wife, and at the head of it an altar, (fn. 15) for the mattin service. Between these steps, or passage into the undercroft and the nave, was the choir, (fn. 16) which was separated from the nave by a fair and decent partition, to keep off the crowds of people that usually were in the body of the church, so that the singing of the chanters in the choir might not be disturbed. About the middle of the length of the nave, were two towers or steeples, built without the walls; one on the south, and the other on the north side. In the former was the altar of St. Gregory, where was an entrance into the church by the south door, and where law controversies and pleas concerning secular matters were exercised. (fn. 17) In the latter, or north tower, was a passage for the monks into the church, from the monastery; here were the cloysters, where the novices were instructed in their religious rules and offices, and where the monks conversed together. In this tower was the altar of St. Martin. At the west end of the church was a chapel, dedicated to the blessed Virgin Mary, to which there was an ascent by steps, and at the east end of it an altar, dedicated to her, in which was inclosed the head of St. Astroburta the Virgin; and at the western part of it was the archbishop's pontifical chair, made of large stones, compacted together with mortar; a fair piece of work, and placed at a convenient distance from the altar, close to the wall of the church. (fn. 18)
To return now to archbishop Lanfranc, who was sent for from Normandy in 1073, being the fourth year of the Conqueror's reign, to fill this see, a time, when a man of a noble spirit, equal to the laborious task he was to undertake, was wanting especially for this church; and that he was such, the several great works which were performed by him, were incontestable proofs, as well as of his great and generous mind. At the first sight of the ruinous condition of this church, says the historian, the archbishop was struck with astonishment, and almost despaired of seeing that and the monastery re edified; but his care and perseverance raised both in all its parts anew, and that in a novel and more magnificent kind and form of structure, than had been hardly in any place before made use of in this kingdom, which made it a precedent and pattern to succeeding structures of this kind; (fn. 19) and new monasteries and churches were built after the example of it; for it should be observed, that before the coming of the Normans most of the churches and monasteries in this kingdom were of wood; (all the monasteries in my realm, says king Edgar, in his charter to the abbey of Malmesbury, dated anno 974, to the outward sight are nothing but worm-eaten and rotten timber and boards) but after the Norman conquest, such timber fabrics grew out of use, and gave place to stone buildings raised upon arches; a form of structure introduced into general use by that nation, and in these parts surnished with stone from Caen, in Normandy. (fn. 20) After this fashion archbishop Lanfranc rebuilt the whole church from the foundation, with the palace and monastery, the wall which encompassed the court, and all the offices belonging to the monastery within the wall, finishing the whole nearly within the compass of seven years; (fn. 21) besides which, he furnished the church with ornaments and rich vestments; after which, the whole being perfected, he altered the name of it, by a dedication of it to the Holy Trinity; whereas, before it was called the church of our Saviour, or Christ-church, and from the above time it bore (as by Domesday book appears) the name of the church of the Holy Trinity; this new church being built on the same spot on which the antient one stood, though on a far different model.
After Lanfranc's death, archbishop Anselm succeeded in the year 1093, to the see of Canterbury, and must be esteemed a principal benefactor to this church; for though his time was perplexed with a continued series of troubles, of which both banishment and poverty made no small part, which in a great measure prevented him from bestowing that cost on his church, which he would otherwise have done, yet it was through his patronage and protection, and through his care and persuasions, that the fabric of it, begun and perfected by his predecessor, became enlarged and rose to still greater splendor. (fn. 22)
In order to carry this forward, upon the vacancy of the priory, he constituted Ernulph and Conrad, the first in 1104, the latter in 1108, priors of this church; to whose care, being men of generous and noble minds, and of singular skill in these matters, he, during his troubles, not only committed the management of this work, but of all his other concerns during his absence.
Probably archbishop Anselm, on being recalled from banishment on king Henry's accession to the throne, had pulled down that part of the church built by Lanfranc, from the great tower in the middle of it to the east end, intending to rebuild it upon a still larger and more magnificent plan; when being borne down by the king's displeasure, he intrusted prior Ernulph with the work, who raised up the building with such splendor, says Malmesbury, that the like was not to be seen in all England; (fn. 23) but the short time Ernulph continued in this office did not permit him to see his undertaking finished. (fn. 24) This was left to his successor Conrad, who, as the obituary of Christ church informs us, by his great industry, magnificently perfected the choir, which his predecessor had left unfinished, (fn. 25) adorning it with curious pictures, and enriching it with many precious ornaments. (fn. 26)
This great undertaking was not entirely compleated at the death of archbishop Anselm, which happened in 1109, anno 9 Henry I. nor indeed for the space of five years afterwards, during which the see of Canterbury continued vacant; when being finished, in honour of its builder, and on account of its more than ordinary beauty, it gained the name of the glorious choir of Conrad. (fn. 27)
After the see of Canterbury had continued thus vacant for five years, Ralph, or as some call him, Rodulph, bishop of Rochester, was translated to it in the year 1114, at whose coming to it, the church was dedicated anew to the Holy Trinity, the name which had been before given to it by Lanfranc. (fn. 28) The only particular description we have of this church when thus finished, is from Gervas, the monk of this monastery, and that proves imperfect, as to the choir of Lanfranc, which had been taken down soon after his death; (fn. 29) the following is his account of the nave, or western part of it below the choir, being that which had been erected by archbishop Lanfranc, as has been before mentioned. From him we learn, that the west end, where the chapel of the Virgin Mary stood before, was now adorned with two stately towers, on the top of which were gilded pinnacles. The nave or body was supported by eight pair of pillars. At the east end of the nave, on the north side, was an oratory, dedicated in honor to the blessed Virgin, in lieu, I suppose, of the chapel, that had in the former church been dedicated to her at the west end. Between the nave and the choir there was built a great tower or steeple, as it were in the centre of the whole fabric; (fn. 30) under this tower was erected the altar of the Holy Cross; over a partition, which separated this tower from the nave, a beam was laid across from one side to the other of the church; upon the middle of this beam was fixed a great cross, between the images of the Virgin Mary and St. John, and between two cherubims. The pinnacle on the top of this tower, was a gilded cherub, and hence it was called the angel steeple; a name it is frequently called by at this day. (fn. 31)
This great tower had on each side a cross isle, called the north and south wings, which were uniform, of the same model and dimensions; each of them had a strong pillar in the middle for a support to the roof, and each of them had two doors or passages, by which an entrance was open to the east parts of the church. At one of these doors there was a descent by a few steps into the undercroft; at the other, there was an ascent by many steps into the upper parts of the church, that is, the choir, and the isles on each side of it. Near every one of these doors or passages, an altar was erected; at the upper door in the south wing, there was an altar in honour of All Saints; and at the lower door there was one of St. Michael; and before this altar on the south side was buried archbishop Fleologild; and on the north side, the holy Virgin Siburgis, whom St. Dunstan highly admired for her sanctity. In the north isle, by the upper door, was the altar of St. Blaze; and by the lower door, that of St. Benedict. In this wing had been interred four archbishops, Adelm and Ceolnoth, behind the altar, and Egelnoth and Wlfelm before it. At the entrance into this wing, Rodulph and his successor William Corboil, both archbishops, were buried. (fn. 32)
Hence, he continues, we go up by some steps into the great tower, and before us there is a door and steps leading down into the south wing, and on the right hand a pair of folding doors, with stairs going down into the nave of the church; but without turning to any of these, let us ascend eastward, till by several more steps we come to the west end of Conrad's choir; being now at the entrance of the choir, Gervas tells us, that he neither saw the choir built by Lanfranc, nor found it described by any one; that Eadmer had made mention of it, without giving any account of it, as he had done of the old church, the reason of which appears to be, that Lanfranc's choir did not long survive its founder, being pulled down as before-mentioned, by archbishop Anselm; so that it could not stand more than twenty years; therefore the want of a particular description of it will appear no great defect in the history of this church, especially as the deficiency is here supplied by Gervas's full relation of the new choir of Conrad, built instead of it; of which, whoever desires to know the whole architecture and model observed in the fabric, the order, number, height and form of the pillars and windows, may know the whole of it from him. The roof of it, he tells us, (fn. 33) was beautified with curious paintings representing heaven; (fn. 34) in several respects it was agreeable to the present choir, the stalls were large and framed of carved wood. In the middle of it, there hung a gilded crown, on which were placed four and twenty tapers of wax. From the choir an ascent of three steps led to the presbiterium, or place for the presbiters; here, he says, it would be proper to stop a little and take notice of the high altar, which was dedicated to the name of CHRIST. It was placed between two other altars, the one of St. Dunstan, the other of St. Alphage; at the east corners of the high altar were fixed two pillars of wood, beautified with silver and gold; upon these pillars was placed a beam, adorned with gold, which reached across the church, upon it there were placed the glory, (fn. 35) the images of St. Dunstan and St. Alphage, and seven chests or coffers overlaid with gold, full of the relics of many saints. Between those pillars was a cross gilded all over, and upon the upper beam of the cross were set sixty bright crystals.
Beyond this, by an ascent of eight steps towards the east, behind the altar, was the archiepiscopal throne, which Gervas calls the patriarchal chair, made of one stone; in this chair, according to the custom of the church, the archbishop used to sit, upon principal festivals, in his pontifical ornaments, whilst the solemn offices of religion were celebrated, until the consecration of the host, when he came down to the high altar, and there performed the solemnity of consecration. Still further, eastward, behind the patriarchal chair, (fn. 36) was a chapel in the front of the whole church, in which was an altar, dedicated to the Holy Trinity; behind which were laid the bones of two archbishops, Odo of Canterbury, and Wilfrid of York; by this chapel on the south side near the wall of the church, was laid the body of archbishop Lanfranc, and on the north side, the body of archbishop Theobald. Here it is to be observed, that under the whole east part of the church, from the angel steeple, there was an undercrost or crypt, (fn. 37) in which were several altars, chapels and sepulchres; under the chapel of the Trinity before-mentioned, were two altars, on the south side, the altar of St. Augustine, the apostle of the English nation, by which archbishop Athelred was interred. On the north side was the altar of St. John Baptist, by which was laid the body of archbishop Eadsin; under the high altar was the chapel and altar of the blessed Virgin Mary, to whom the whole undercroft was dedicated.
To return now, he continues, to the place where the bresbyterium and choir meet, where on each side there was a cross isle (as was to be seen in his time) which might be called the upper south and north wings; on the east side of each of these wings were two half circular recesses or nooks in the wall, arched over after the form of porticoes. Each of them had an altar, and there was the like number of altars under them in the crost. In the north wing, the north portico had the altar of St. Martin, by which were interred the bodies of two archbishops, Wlfred on the right, and Living on the left hand; under it in the croft, was the altar of St. Mary Magdalen. The other portico in this wing, had the altar of St. Stephen, and by it were buried two archbishops, Athelard on the left hand, and Cuthbert on the right; in the croft under it, was the altar of St. Nicholas. In the south wing, the north portico had the altar of St. John the Evangelist, and by it the bodies of Æthelgar and Aluric, archbishops, were laid. In the croft under it was the altar of St. Paulinus, by which the body of archbishop Siricius was interred. In the south portico was the altar of St. Gregory, by which were laid the corps of the two archbishops Bregwin and Plegmund. In the croft under it was the altar of St. Owen, archbishop of Roan, and underneath in the croft, not far from it the altar of St. Catherine.
Passing from these cross isles eastward there were two towers, one on the north, the other on the south side of the church. In the tower on the north side was the altar of St. Andrew, which gave name to the tower; under it, in the croft, was the altar of the Holy Innocents; the tower on the south side had the altar of St. Peter and St. Paul, behind which the body of St. Anselm was interred, which afterwards gave name both to the altar and tower (fn. 38) (now called St. Anselm's). The wings or isles on each side of the choir had nothing in particular to be taken notice of.— Thus far Gervas, from whose description we in particular learn, where several of the bodies of the old archbishops were deposited, and probably the ashes of some of them remain in the same places to this day.
As this building, deservedly called the glorious choir of Conrad, was a magnificent work, so the undertaking of it at that time will appear almost beyond example, especially when the several circumstances of it are considered; but that it was carried forward at the archbishop's cost, exceeds all belief. It was in the discouraging reign of king William Rufus, a prince notorious in the records of history, for all manner of sacrilegious rapine, that archbishop Anselm was promoted to this see; when he found the lands and revenues of this church so miserably wasted and spoiled, that there was hardly enough left for his bare subsistence; who, in the first years that he sat in the archiepiscopal chair, struggled with poverty, wants and continual vexations through the king's displeasure, (fn. 39) and whose three next years were spent in banishment, during all which time he borrowed money for his present maintenance; who being called home by king Henry I. at his coming to the crown, laboured to pay the debts he had contracted during the time of his banishment, and instead of enjoying that tranquility and ease he hoped for, was, within two years afterwards, again sent into banishment upon a fresh displeasure conceived against him by the king, who then seized upon all the revenues of the archbishopric, (fn. 40) which he retained in his own hands for no less than four years.
Under these hard circumstances, it would have been surprizing indeed, that the archbishop should have been able to carry on so great a work, and yet we are told it, as a truth, by the testimonies of history; but this must surely be understood with the interpretation of his having been the patron, protector and encourager, rather than the builder of this work, which he entrusted to the care and management of the priors Ernulph and Conrad, and sanctioned their employing, as Lanfranc had done before, the revenues and stock of the church to this use. (fn. 41)
In this state as above-mentioned, without any thing material happening to it, this church continued till about the year 1130, anno 30 Henry I. when it seems to have suffered some damage by a fire; (fn. 42) but how much, there is no record left to inform us; however it could not be of any great account, for it was sufficiently repaired, and that mostly at the cost of archbishop Corboil, who then sat in the chair of this see, (fn. 43) before the 4th of May that year, on which day, being Rogation Sunday, the bishops performed the dedication of it with great splendor and magnificence, such, says Gervas, col. 1664, as had not been heard of since the dedication of the temple of Solomon; the king, the queen, David, king of Scots, all the archbishops, and the nobility of both kingdoms being present at it, when this church's former name was restored again, being henceforward commonly called Christ-church. (fn. 44)
Among the manuscripts of Trinity college library, in Cambridge, in a very curious triple psalter of St. Jerome, in Latin, written by the monk Eadwyn, whose picture is at the beginning of it, is a plan or drawing made by him, being an attempt towards a representation of this church and monastery, as they stood between the years 1130 and 1174; which makes it probable, that he was one of the monks of it, and the more so, as the drawing has not any kind of relation to the plalter or sacred hymns contained in the manuscript.
His plan, if so it may be called, for it is neither such, nor an upright, nor a prospect, and yet something of all together; but notwithstanding this rudeness of the draftsman, it shews very plain that it was intended for this church and priory, and gives us a very clear knowledge, more than we have been able to learn from any description we have besides, of what both were at the above period of time. (fn. 45)
Forty-four years after this dedication, on the 5th of September, anno 1174, being the 20th year of king Henry II.'s reign, a fire happened, which consumed great part of this stately edifice, namely, the whole choir, from the angel steeple to the east end of the church, together with the prior's lodgings, the chapel of the Virgin Mary, the infirmary, and some other offices belonging to the monastery; but the angel steeple, the lower cross isles, and the nave appear to have received no material injury from the flames. (fn. 46) The narrative of this accident is told by Gervas, the monk of Canterbury, so often quoted before, who was an eye witness of this calamity, as follows:
Three small houses in the city near the old gate of the monastery took fire by accident, a strong south wind carried the flakes of fire to the top of the church, and lodged them between the joints of the lead, driving them to the timbers under it; this kindled a fire there, which was not discerned till the melted lead gave a free passage for the flames to appear above the church, and the wind gaining by this means a further power of increasing them, drove them inwardly, insomuch that the danger became immediately past all possibility of relief. The timber of the roof being all of it on fire, fell down into the choir, where the stalls of the manks, made of large pieces of carved wood, afforded plenty of fuel to the flames, and great part of the stone work, through the vehement heat of the fire, was so weakened, as to be brought to irreparable ruin, and besides the fabric itself, the many rich ornaments in the church were devoured by the flames.
The choir being thus laid in ashes, the monks removed from amidst the ruins, the bodies of the two saints, whom they called patrons of the church, the archbishops Dunstan and Alphage, and deposited them by the altar of the great cross, in the nave of the church; (fn. 47) and from this time they celebrated the daily religious offices in the oratory of the blessed Virgin Mary in the nave, and continued to do so for more than five years, when the choir being re edified, they returned to it again. (fn. 48)
Upon this destruction of the church, the prior and convent, without any delay, consulted on the most speedy and effectual method of rebuilding it, resolving to finish it in such a manner, as should surpass all the former choirs of it, as well in beauty as size and magnificence. To effect this, they sent for the most skilful architects that could be found either in France or England. These surveyed the walls and pillars, which remained standing, but they found great part of them so weakened by the fire, that they could no ways be built upon with any safety; and it was accordingly resolved, that such of them should be taken down; a whole year was spent in doing this, and in providing materials for the new building, for which they sent abroad for the best stone that could be procured; Gervas has given a large account, (fn. 49) how far this work advanced year by year; what methods and rules of architecture were observed, and other particulars relating to the rebuilding of this church; all which the curious reader may consult at his leisure; it will be sufficient to observe here, that the new building was larger in height and length, and more beautiful in every respect, than the choir of Conrad; for the roof was considerably advanced above what it was before, and was arched over with stone; whereas before it was composed of timber and boards. The capitals of the pillars were now beautified with different sculptures of carvework; whereas, they were before plain, and six pillars more were added than there were before. The former choir had but one triforium, or inner gallery, but now there were two made round it, and one in each side isle and three in the cross isles; before, there were no marble pillars, but such were now added to it in abundance. In forwarding this great work, the monks had spent eight years, when they could proceed no further for want of money; but a fresh supply coming in from the offerings at St. Thomas's tomb, so much more than was necessary for perfecting the repair they were engaged in, as encouraged them to set about a more grand design, which was to pull down the eastern extremity of the church, with the small chapel of the Holy Trinity adjoining to it, and to erect upon a stately undercroft, a most magnificent one instead of it, equally lofty with the roof of the church, and making a part of it, which the former one did not, except by a door into it; but this new chapel, which was dedicated likewise to the Holy Trinity, was not finished till some time after the rest of the church; at the east end of this chapel another handsome one, though small, was afterwards erected at the extremity of the whole building, since called Becket's crown, on purpose for an altar and the reception of some part of his relics; (fn. 50) further mention of which will be made hereafter.
The eastern parts of this church, as Mr. Gostling observes, have the appearance of much greater antiquity than what is generally allowed to them; and indeed if we examine the outside walls and the cross wings on each side of the choir, it will appear, that the whole of them was not rebuilt at the time the choir was, and that great part of them was suffered to remain, though altered, added to, and adapted as far as could be, to the new building erected at that time; the traces of several circular windows and other openings, which were then stopped up, removed, or altered, still appearing on the walls both of the isles and the cross wings, through the white-wash with which they are covered; and on the south side of the south isle, the vaulting of the roof as well as the triforium, which could not be contrived so as to be adjusted to the places of the upper windows, plainly shew it. To which may be added, that the base or foot of one of the westernmost large pillars of the choir on the north side, is strengthened with a strong iron band round it, by which it should seem to have been one of those pillars which had been weakened by the fire, but was judged of sufficient firmness, with this precaution, to remain for the use of the new fabric.
The outside of this part of the church is a corroborating proof of what has been mentioned above, as well in the method, as in the ornaments of the building.— The outside of it towards the south, from St. Michael's chapel eastward, is adorned with a range of small pillars, about six inches diameter, and about three feet high, some with santastic shasts and capitals, others with plain ones; these support little arches, which intersect each other; and this chain or girdle of pillars is continued round the small tower, the eastern cross isle and the chapel of St. Anselm, to the buildings added in honour of the Holy Trinity, and St. Thomas Becket, where they leave off. The casing of St. Michael's chapel has none of them, but the chapel of the Virgin Mary, answering to it on the north side of the church, not being fitted to the wall, shews some of them behind it; which seems as if they had been continued before, quite round the eastern parts of the church.
These pillars, which rise from about the level of the pavement, within the walls above them, are remarkably plain and bare of ornaments; but the tower above mentioned and its opposite, as soon as they rise clear of the building, are enriched with stories of this colonade, one above another, up to the platform from whence their spires rise; and the remains of the two larger towers eastward, called St. Anselm's, and that answering to it on the north side of the church, called St. Andrew's are decorated much after the same manner, as high as they remain at present.
At the time of the before-mentioned fire, which so fatally destroyed the upper part of this church, the undercrost, with the vaulting over it, seems to have remained entire, and unhurt by it.
The vaulting of the undercrost, on which the floor of the choir and eastern parts of the church is raised, is supported by pillars, whose capitals are as various and fantastical as those of the smaller ones described before, and so are their shafts, some being round, others canted, twisted, or carved, so that hardly any two of them are alike, except such as are quite plain.
These, I suppose, may be concluded to be of the same age, and if buildings in the same stile may be conjectured to be so from thence, the antiquity of this part of the church may be judged, though historians have left us in the dark in relation to it.
In Leland's Collectanea, there is an account and description of a vault under the chancel of the antient church of St. Peter, in Oxford, called Grymbald's crypt, being allowed by all, to have been built by him; (fn. 51) Grymbald was one of those great and accomplished men, whom king Alfred invited into England about the year 885, to assist him in restoring Christianity, learning and the liberal arts. (fn. 52) Those who compare the vaults or undercrost of the church of Canterbury, with the description and prints given of Grymbald's crypt, (fn. 53) will easily perceive, that two buildings could hardly have been erected more strongly resembling each other, except that this at Canterbury is larger, and more pro fusely decorated with variety of fancied ornaments, the shafts of several of the pillars here being twisted, or otherwise varied, and many of the captials exactly in the same grotesque taste as those in Grymbald's crypt. (fn. 54) Hence it may be supposed, that those whom archbishop Lanfranc employed as architects and designers of his building at Canterbury, took their model of it, at least of this part of it, from that crypt, and this undercrost now remaining is the same, as was originally built by him, as far eastward, as to that part which begins under the chapel of the Holy Trinity, where it appears to be of a later date, erected at the same time as the chapel. The part built by Lanfranc continues at this time as firm and entire, as it was at the very building of it, though upwards of seven hundred years old. (fn. 55)
But to return to the new building; though the church was not compleatly finished till the end of the year 1184, yet it was so far advanced towards it, that, in 1180, on April 19, being Easter eve, (fn. 56) the archbishop, prior and monks entered the new choir, with a solemn procession, singing Te Deum, for their happy return to it. Three days before which they had privately, by night, carried the bodies of St. Dunstan and St. Alphage to the places prepared for them near the high altar. The body likewise of queen Edive (which after the fire had been removed from the north cross isle, where it lay before, under a stately gilded shrine) to the altar of the great cross, was taken up, carried into the vestry, and thence to the altar of St. Martin, where it was placed under the coffin of archbishop Livinge. In the month of July following the altar of the Holy Trinity was demolished, and the bodies of those archbishops, which had been laid in that part of the church, were removed to other places. Odo's body was laid under St. Dunstan's and Wilfrid's under St. Alphage's; Lanfranc's was deposited nigh the altar of St. Martin, and Theobald's at that of the blessed Virgin, in the nave of the church, (fn. 57) under a marble tomb; and soon afterwards the two archbishops, on the right and left hand of archbishop Becket in the undercrost, were taken up and placed under the altar of St. Mary there. (fn. 58)
After a warning so terrible, as had lately been given, it seemed most necessary to provide against the danger of fire for the time to come; the flames, which had so lately destroyed a considerable part of the church and monastery, were caused by some small houses, which had taken fire at a small distance from the church.— There still remained some other houses near it, which belonged to the abbot and convent of St. Augustine; for these the monks of Christ-church created, by an exchange, which could not be effected till the king interposed, and by his royal authority, in a manner, compelled the abbot and convent to a composition for this purpose, which was dated in the year 1177, that was three years after the late fire of this church. (fn. 59)
These houses were immediately pulled down, and it proved a providential and an effectual means of preserving the church from the like calamity; for in the year 1180, on May 22, this new choir, being not then compleated, though it had been used the month be fore, as has been already mentioned, there happened a fire in the city, which burnt down many houses, and the flames bent their course towards the church, which was again in great danger; but the houses near it being taken away, the fire was stopped, and the church escaped being burnt again. (fn. 60)
Although there is no mention of a new dedication of the church at this time, yet the change made in the name of it has been thought by some to imply a formal solemnity of this kind, as it appears to have been from henceforth usually called the church of St. Thomas the Martyr, and to have continued so for above 350 years afterwards.
New names to churches, it is true. have been usually attended by formal consecrations of them; and had there been any such solemnity here, undoubtedly the same would not have passed by unnoticed by every historian, the circumstance of it must have been notorious, and the magnificence equal at least to the other dedications of this church, which have been constantly mentioned by them; but here was no need of any such ceremony, for although the general voice then burst forth to honour this church with the name of St. Thomas, the universal object of praise and adoration, then stiled the glorious martyr, yet it reached no further, for the name it had received at the former dedication, notwithstanding this common appellation of it, still remained in reality, and it still retained invariably in all records and writings, the name of Christ church only, as appears by many such remaining among the archives of the dean and chapter; and though on the seal of this church, which was changed about this time; the counter side of it had a representation of Becket's martyrdom, yet on the front of it was continued that of the church, and round it an inscription with the former name of Christ church; which seal remained in force till the dissolution of the priory.
It may not be improper to mention here some transactions, worthy of observation, relating to this favorite saint, which passed from the time of his being murdered, to that of his translation to the splendid shrine prepared for his relics.
Archbishop Thomas Becket was barbarously murdered in this church on Dec. 29, 1170, being the 16th year of king Henry II. and his body was privately buried towards the east end of the undercrost. The monks tell us, that about the Easter following, miracles began to be wrought by him, first at his tomb, then in the undercrost, and in every part of the whole fabric of the church; afterwards throughout England, and lastly, throughout the rest of the world. (fn. 61) The same of these miracles procured him the honour of a formal canonization from pope Alexander III. whose bull for that purpose is dated March 13, in the year 1172. (fn. 62) This declaration of the pope was soon known in all places, and the reports of his miracles were every where sounded abroad. (fn. 63)
Hereupon crowds of zealots, led on by a phrenzy of devotion, hastened to kneel at his tomb. In 1177, Philip, earl of Flanders, came hither for that purpose, when king Henry met and had a conference with him at Canterbury. (fn. 64) In June 1178, king Henry returning from Normandy, visited the sepulchre of this new saint; and in July following, William, archbishop of Rhemes, came from France, with a large retinue, to perform his vows to St. Thomas of Canterbury, where the king met him and received him honourably. In the year 1179, Lewis, king of France, came into England; before which neither he nor any of his predecessors had ever set foot in this kingdom. (fn. 65) He landed at Dover, where king Henry waited his arrival, and on August 23, the two kings came to Canterbury, with a great train of nobility of both nations, and were received with due honour and great joy, by the archbishop, with his com-provincial bishops, and the prior and the whole convent. (fn. 66)
King Lewis came in the manner and habit of a pilgrim, and was conducted to the tomb of St. Thomas by a solemn procession; he there offered his cup of gold and a royal precious stone, (fn. 67) and gave the convent a yearly rent for ever, of a hundred muids of wine, to be paid by himself and his successors; which grant was confirmed by his royal charter, under his seal, and delivered next day to the convent; (fn. 68) after he had staid here two, (fn. 69) or as others say, three days, (fn. 70) during which the oblations of gold and silver made were so great, that the relation of them almost exceeded credibility. (fn. 71) In 1181, king Henry, in his return from Normandy, again paid his devotions at this tomb. These visits were the early fruits of the adoration of the new sainted martyr, and these royal examples of kings and great persons were followed by multitudes, who crowded to present with full hands their oblations at his tomb.— Hence the convent was enabled to carry forward the building of the new choir, and they applied all this vast income to the fabric of the church, as the present case instantly required, for which they had the leave and consent of the archbishop, confirmed by the bulls of several succeeding popes. (fn. 72)
¶From the liberal oblations of these royal and noble personages at the tomb of St. Thomas, the expences of rebuilding the choir appear to have been in a great measure supplied, nor did their devotion and offerings to the new saint, after it was compleated, any ways abate, but, on the contrary, they daily increased; for in the year 1184, Philip, archbishop of Cologne, and Philip, earl of Flanders, came together to pay their vows at this tomb, and were met here by king Henry, who gave them an invitation to London. (fn. 73) In 1194, John, archbishop of Lions; in the year afterwards, John, archbishop of York; and in the year 1199, king John, performed their devotions at the foot of this tomb. (fn. 74) King Richard I. likewise, on his release from captivity in Germany, landing on the 30th of March at Sandwich, proceeded from thence, as an humble stranger on foot, towards Canterbury, to return his grateful thanks to God and St. Thomas for his release. (fn. 75) All these by name, with many nobles and multitudes of others, of all sorts and descriptions, visited the saint with humble adoration and rich oblations, whilst his body lay in the undercrost. In the mean time the chapel and altar at the upper part of the east end of the church, which had been formerly consecrated to the Holy Trinity, were demolished, and again prepared with great splendor, for the reception of this saint, who being now placed there, implanted his name not only on the chapel and altar, but on the whole church, which was from thenceforth known only by that of the church of St. Thomas the martyr.
On July 7, anno 1220, the remains of St. Thomas were translated from his tomb to his new shrine, with the greatest solemnity and rejoicings. Pandulph, the pope's legate, the archbishops of Canterbury and Rheims, and many bishops and abbots, carried the coffin on their shoulders, and placed it on the new shrine, and the king graced these solemnities with his royal presence. (fn. 76) The archbishop of Canterbury provided forage along all the road, between London and Canterbury, for the horses of all such as should come to them, and he caused several pipes and conduits to run with wine in different parts of the city. This, with the other expences arising during the time, was so great, that he left a debt on the see, which archbishop Boniface, his fourth successor in it, was hardly enabled to discharge.
¶The saint being now placed in his new repository, became the vain object of adoration to the deluded people, and afterwards numbers of licences were granted to strangers by the king, to visit this shrine. (fn. 77) The titles of glorious, of saint and martyr, were among those given to him; (fn. 78) such veneration had all people for his relics, that the religious of several cathedral churches and monasteries, used all their endeavours to obtain some of them, and thought themselves happy and rich in the possession of the smallest portion of them. (fn. 79) Besides this, there were erected and dedicated to his honour, many churches, chapels, altars and hospitals in different places, both in this kingdom and abroad. (fn. 80) Thus this saint, even whilst he lay in his obscure tomb in the undercroft, brought such large and constant supplies of money, as enabled the monks to finish this beautiful choir, and the eastern parts of the church; and when he was translated to the most exalted and honourable place in it, a still larger abundance of gain filled their coffers, which continued as a plentiful supply to them, from year to year, to the time of the reformation, and the final abolition of the priory itself.
I put the kids on the school bus on Wednesdays, and today was no exception. I've used the opportunity to take some pictures while we wait–I'm beginning to think I should start treating Wednesdays as "Waiting-for-the-bus Wednesdays", at least for the rest of the school year.
The weather's been pretty variable over the last few weeks: we had nearly a foot of snowfall on Saturday, followed by spring-like temperatures in the 50s over the last day or so. One of my girls decided to wear these pink clog-like shoes, which aren't exactly a winter style, and, of course, the first thing she did when we got outside was find one of the remaining piles of snow to walk through.
Mario Williams, Steve Slaton and the Houston Texans put on quite a show in their "Monday Night Football" debut.
Williams had a season-high three sacks and forced a fumble and Slaton ran for a pair of touchdowns to lead the Texans to a 30-17 win over the slumping Jacksonville Jaguars.
Andre Johnson had a touchdown reception and Kris Brown kicked three field goals in the victory, a highlight in Houston's disappointing season so far.
The top pick in the 2006 draft, Williams brought down quarterback David Garrard in the second, third and fourth quarters. He forced a fumble by Garrard on his last sack and Houston recovered on the seven-yard line.
Slaton scored on the next play to make it 23-3 with about five minutes left. The rookie tacked on a 40-yard touchdown run and finished with 130 yards rushing in 21 carries. He also had two catches for 52 yards.
Slaton, Williams and the rest of the Texans (5-7) wore their "Battle Red" uniforms for their first Monday night game. The city of Houston hosted a Monday night game for the first time since Nov. 21, 1994, when the New York Giants beat the Oilers at the Astrodome.
Sage Rosenfels, making his fourth consecutive start in place of injured Texans quarterback Matt Schaub, threw for 200 yards and a score with an interception.
Jacksonville (4-8), a playoff team last season, has lost five of six after another lackluster performance. The Jaguars had three turnovers and missed a field-goal attempt. Garrard fell to the turf twice without being touched by the defense
Mario Williams, Steve Slaton and the Houston Texans put on quite a show in their "Monday Night Football" debut.
Williams had a season-high three sacks and forced a fumble and Slaton ran for a pair of touchdowns to lead the Texans to a 30-17 win over the slumping Jacksonville Jaguars.
Andre Johnson had a touchdown reception and Kris Brown kicked three field goals in the victory, a highlight in Houston's disappointing season so far.
The top pick in the 2006 draft, Williams brought down quarterback David Garrard in the second, third and fourth quarters. He forced a fumble by Garrard on his last sack and Houston recovered on the seven-yard line.
Slaton scored on the next play to make it 23-3 with about five minutes left. The rookie tacked on a 40-yard touchdown run and finished with 130 yards rushing in 21 carries. He also had two catches for 52 yards.
Slaton, Williams and the rest of the Texans (5-7) wore their "Battle Red" uniforms for their first Monday night game. The city of Houston hosted a Monday night game for the first time since Nov. 21, 1994, when the New York Giants beat the Oilers at the Astrodome.
Sage Rosenfels, making his fourth consecutive start in place of injured Texans quarterback Matt Schaub, threw for 200 yards and a score with an interception.
Jacksonville (4-8), a playoff team last season, has lost five of six after another lackluster performance. The Jaguars had three turnovers and missed a field-goal attempt. Garrard fell to the turf twice without being touched by the defense
Put the moth trap out hoping for a descent number being trapped but alas once again the numbers were well down.
It is only thanks for flickr friends that I have managed to give them an identity as I am hopeless on insects so my appreciation for any help remains undimmed.
This is what was in the trap.
Trap was placed by honeysuckle and a flower border but even then no elephant hawk moths although it may be a bit late for them now.
Apologies to all those who took the trouble to look at and comment upon these images when I uploaded earlier.
Flickr has once again changed the ground rules so that to up load these two image I had to wait twenty minutes - far too long.
As I frequently upload up to thirty images I do not have ten hours to waste so come in flickr speed things up please.
Theme: 69L Items Featuring: Accessories, Apparel, Backdrops, Cosmetics, Decor, Jewelry, Poses, Shoes Event Opening Date: March 11, 2022 Event Closing Date: March 13, 2022
I started this quilt following a pattern (Navajo Code Talkers by Norma Whaley), but after making six blocks with very small stars, flying geese etc., I got lazy and made the remainder of the blocks using only strips of various widths. I did put a small dent in my stash of low volume fabrics.
Description on card: Crystal Cave, The Only Cave of Its Kind in the World, Put-In-Bay, Ohio, on Lake Erie
Description on back of card: Put-In-Bay, Ohio. America's only Island Summer Resort in Lake Erie. Your trip to this Island is not complete without a visit to this rare view of Strontium Crystals found in this Cave. You can take a taxi or walk from the amusement district.
The limestone Crystal Cave was discovered in 1897 and can still be visited today.
No. in Series: 210
Estimated Date: 1930-1940s
Condition: Unused
Published by: E.B. Ackley, Sandusky, Ohio / Curteich-Chicago "C.T. Art-Colortone" by Curt Teich Co., Chicago, Illinois
Publisher/Distributor Notes:
Eugene B. Ackley (1871-1957) was a popular musician and bandleader in Sandusky, Ohio. Born into a musical family in Illinois, Ackley took up the cornet at 12 becoming one of the best B-flat cornetists in the country. This allowed him to travel the country with different groups. He arrived in Sandusky at age 22 and worked as the director of music at the Cedar Point amusement park and as the instructor of the Sandusky Band and Orchestra. In 1902, he wrote the "Cedar Point March," the first song dedicated to the park.
Other than music, Ackley also ran a successful billiard parlor, published postcards, and served as the chairman of the board of the Western Security Bank.
The photos and images were created by E.B. Ackley, but the cards were printed en masse by the Curt Teich Company in Chicago, Ill., under the trade name, "C.T. Art-Colortone."
Curt Teich emigrated to Chicago in 1895. He had worked as a lithographer in Lobenstein, Germany.
He founded the Curt Teich Company in 1898, concentrating on newspaper and magazine printing. He was an early publisher of postcards, but he didn't begin printing them himself until 1908.
According to MetroPostcard.com, "As his competition dwindled, his sales expanded and his American factories would eventually turn out more postcards than any other in the United States."
The company was best known for its wide range of advertising and postcards of North America. By the 1920s, it was producing so many postcards with borders that they became recognized as a type dubbed "White Border Cards," creating an "era."
Curt Teich started using offset presses in 1907, but it took a number of years before he had offset presses made to his satisfaction and many more years for him to perfect the method.
His innovations in this printing technique directly led to the production of what we now call "linens" by the early 1930s.
The company aided the war effort during the second world war by also printing many military maps.
Curt Teich eventually turned management of the company over to his son, but he remained active in company operations throughout its history.
Curt Teich died in 1974 and the family business was sold to Regensteiner Publishers who continued to print postcards at the Chicago plant until 1978 when the rights to the company name and processes were sold to the Irish company, John Hinde Ltd. Their California subsidiary now prints postcards under the name John Hinde Curteich, Inc.
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"God put us here, on this carnival ride. We close our eyes never knowing where it'll take us next.”
~ Carrie Underwood
Love goes out, out like a light
Out like a flame, and you can't find it anymore
Just when you think it's lost in the rain
It comes back knocking at your door
It's the wheel of the world turning around
It's the wheel of the world turning around
And around
God put us here on this carnival ride
We close our eyes
Never knowing where it will take us next
Babies are born and at the same time, someone's taking their last breath
It's the wheel of the world
It's the wheel of the world turning around
In the blink of an eye
It can change your life
And it never even slows down
It's the wheel of the world
I don't know what it is
I'm flying high
Then I'm wondering why I'm sinking on this ship, going down
Life keeps on moving anyway
It's the wheel of the world
It's the wheel of the world turning around
It's the wheel of the world
It's the wheel of the world turning around
It's the wheel of the world turning around
And around
And around
It's the wheel of the world turning around
It can open your heart
It can break you apart
And it never even slows down
It's the wheel of the world turning around
It's the wheel of the world turning around
It's the wheel of the world turning around
It's the wheel of the world turning around
And around
* Wheel Of The World * ~ by Carrie Underwood
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** with the 100th Northern Navajo Nation Shiprock Fair coming in a few day's i'm looking 4ward 2 taking new photos of this special event!
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Let's show the world we can dance... Bad enough to strut our stuff... The music gives us a chance... We do more out on the floor
Groovin' loose or heart to heart... We put in motion every single part... Funky sounds wall to wall
We're bumpin' booties havin us a ball y'all
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.....item 1a).... youtube video ... Peaches & Herb - Shake Your Groove Thing(extended version) ...
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Published on Mar 2, 2012
UK hit 1979 peaked at No.26, 10 weeks on chart
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Peaches And Herb
Shake Your Groove Thing lyrics
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Shake it, shake it
Shake your groove thing
Shake your groove thing, yeah yeah
Show 'em how we do it now
Shake your groove thing
Shake your groove thing, yeah yeah
Show 'em how we do it now
Show 'em how we do it now
Let's show the world we can dance
Bad enough to strut our stuff
The music gives us a chance
We do more out on the floor
Groovin' loose or heart to heart
We put in motion every single part
Funky sounds wall to wall
We're bumpin' booties havin us a ball y'all
Shake your groove thing
Shake your groove thing, yeah yeah
Show 'em how we do it now
(repeat)
We've got the rhythm tonight
All the rest know we're the best
Our shadows flash in moonlight
Twistin', turnin', we keep burnin'
Shake it high or shake it low
We take our bodies where they want to go
Feel that beat, never stop
Or hold me tight, spin me like a top
Shake your groove thing
Shake your groove thing, yeah yeah
Show 'em how we do it now
(repeat)
There's nothing more that I like to do
Than take the floor and dance with you
Keep dancin'
Let's keep dancin'
Shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it
Groovin' loose or heart to heart
We put in motion every single part
Funky sounds wall to wall
We're bumpin' booties havin us a ball y'all
Shake your groove thing
Shake your groove thing, yeah yeah
Show 'em how we do it now
Shake your groove thing
Shake your groove thing, yeah yeah
Show 'em how we do it now, yeah
Shake it
Show 'em how we do it now, yeah
Shake it, shake it
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What’s the better experience: playing with the dog or snapping the dog to share with friends? / Perry Kostidakis / FSView
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Phones don’t belong in cups. Tables, desks, car cupholders, possibly pockets (still haven’t figured that one out, have we science?) are all suitable locations for phones. Cups, not so much. However, that is where I discovered mine after a lovely night out in Orlando’s finest establishment. If you desire an image of this bar, think Potbelly’s, but replace the FSU athletes with the broiest of bros and picture it somehow more trashy. It was lovely.
Anyway, the phone in the cup problem is the point here. I’d like to imagine my phone wanted a cozy cover to sleep away the night’s fun dreaming of future Snapchat selfies and inappropriate late-night texting conversations…but no, this is a nightmare where the camera lens is cloudy with moisture and the shutter refuses to open on my iPhone. All is for the worst in the worst of all possible worlds.
The moisture’s bastardly tentacles had only seeped its way to infiltrating my phone and corresponding apps, which meant one thing in particular—no more Snapchat. Okay, full disclosure: I’m sort of a Snapchat whore. I can’t explain its addictive quality, but I now I was like a meth addict on the Heisenberg Blue special the first time I snapped. Okay fuller disclosure: I’m a mass Snapchatter. When I made videos of myself singing Beyonce’s “Ego (Remix) with Kanye West in the mirror without a shirt, sunglasses off, wearing a participation medal from an adventure race like it was my Jesus piece, I felt compelled to share with everyone. I had to give the people what they wanted. They just didn’t know they had wanted that.
But this “no camera” problem posed a particularly difficult situation: I was headed to Itchetucknee Springs with my high school friends. Not to get overly sentimental or anything (a.k.a. that’s exactly what I’m about to do), but, as incoming seniors, this was sort of a last hurrah for us. Of course I wanted some photos to keep (and upload on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and to Snapchat obviously).
While on our car ride to Itchetucknee, a couple of my friends started Snapchatting my caravan, almost as a direct taunt to me. They knew my addiction, they knew my current withdrawals, yet they flashed that wondrous white ghost dancing in front of the kaleidoscope-flashing colors. I missed my ghost friend.
But then my buddy Tom launched an interesting quandary at us: “Speaking as someone looking from the outside on this, isn’t Snapchat kind of strange? Photos are supposed to capture memories, or at least they used to, but Snapchats disappear after like five seconds.”
And he’s right—Snapchat, once you take a step back from the narcissistic, instant gratification of it, is pretty dumb. Some joke Snapchat was created for nude pics sent, but that would entail somebody sending a single Snapchat to a specific person. Unless it’s a response, that never happens. When it comes to sending out those Mission Impossible, self-destructive photos, everyone exists on different tiers, at least that’s how it is for me. It’s Google-Plus circles, except people actually use them.
1) Elite Tier:
Reserved for childhood best friends and possible/current love interests. If we’re dating, you’re receiving every, single Snapchat I send. You will not forget my bushy face.
2) Buddy Tier:
Reserved for people I regularly hang out with and know of my daily adventures (a.k.a. what I read on the Internet that day). These friends receive a large majority of Snapchats, but if things get too personal or emotional, I’m leaving them out of it.
3) Acquaintance Tier:
Reserved for those friends only tolerable for a day or two every three weeks. You’re receiving this Snapchat from me because I need attention and if my buddies or girlfriend don’t respond, you’re my last hope to stroke my ego. Please don’t let me down.
4) D-Tier:
Otherwise known as #drunj tier. If you are in my Snapchat contact list, and I have had a few, I’m sending you some pictures. I don’t care if you respond or not, because we’re not really friends, but it would be a delightful surprise if you did, like discovering an extra jelly bean in what was believed to be an empty bag.
Regardless of where you exist on those planes, each Snapchat isn’t sent to you for memory’s sake. People may have the ability to save by screenshotting, but social media has fundamentally changed our purpose for personal photography (professional photography’s intention has stayed relatively the same). We don’t snapshot our lives to remember later; we snapshot to share with others. Whether this sharing of pictures is more designated so those “friends” who see them will like those pictures on Facebook, or favorite them on Instagram and Twitter, or respond how goofy/attractive/happy/sad you look on Snapchat remains unknown. It seems like social media’s intention is to engage others and include them in our daily lives on a large scale operation. But this may come at the cost of cheapening our own experiences. Instead of simply enjoying a tube ride down the river, or a night at a bar, we’re overly concerned with others knowing we’re doing those things. How many dumb duckface selfies does this world truly need to see?
Maybe this digital era of photography isn’t so different, as we used to share those photo albums the second a relative visited, and maybe I’m just a sad solipsistic bored without Snapchat. Liquid can be a real ponderous bitch like that, sometimes.
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AristoMedia Puts Artists Front and Center with Inaugural Center Stage Party
Artists Amber Hayes (FUNL Music), Ashley Gearing (Curb Records), Daisy Mallory (FrontWater Records), DJ Miller (Evergreen Records), Rachel Holder (All Entertainment), and Ty Herndon (FUNL Music) each performed a 15-minute set. Hosting duties were handled by The Country Vibe’s Chuck Long and Becca Walls.
The AristoMedia Group hosted a first time event featuring performances from six talented singer/songwriters on Monday, Nov. 8, at the world-renowned The Stage on Broadway in downtown Nashville, TN.
Entitled the Aristo Center Stage Party, the event highlighted a cross section of talent in a semi-acoustic setting. Plans are in place for this to become an annual event.
Hosting duties were handled by The Country Vibe’s Chuck Long and Becca Walls, who are seen regularly on the nationally and internationally syndicated show, which airs in Nashville weekly on the CW network (WNAB-TV).
“Nashville has so many great new and established singer/songwriters. We feel that our inaugural Center Stage Party is a great way to cap off the year in which AristoMedia celebrates its 30th Anniversary and share some great music with some of the many people who are coming to the city to participate in the CMA Awards week activities” stated AristoMedia President Jeff Walker.
The timing of the event is set to coincide with the numerous activities surrounding the CMA Awards week.
Musical supervisor for the event is well known Australian transplant producer, Mark Moffat. Event coordinator is AristoMedia’s Matt Watkins.
ABOUT The Artists:
Amber Hayes is a rising Country singer/songwriter and an accomplished theater performer (her credits include a leading role as Kathy Twitty in the acclaimed Conway Twitty musical, It’s Only Make Believe). She released her debut EP in August 2010, visiting more than 70 radio stations across the country during her radio tour. The first single, “C’mon,” has continued to move up the charts and is currently approaching Top 40 status on Music Row. Signed to FUNL Music earlier this year, Hayes celebrated the album release with a live broadcast on legendary WSM at the famed Station Inn in Nashville. Visit www.AmberHayesMusic.com for more information.
Ashley Gearing signed to Curb Records on her 16th birthday, but elected to finish high school before making the move to Nashville and pursuing her career in recording and songwriting full-time. Now, at 19, she is recording her Curb debut, which features the current radio single, “What You Think About Us,” produced by veteran producer Byron Gallimore (Faith Hill, Tim McGraw, Jo Dee Messina). The video is receiving airplay on television at GAC and online at CMT.com. Visit www.AshleyGearing.com for more information.
Daisy Mallory – FrontWater Records’ Daisy Mallory is a 17-year-old singer/songwriter whose EP, Girl Time, produced a single earlier this year called “Do You Think of Me?” The video received placement at GAC and GACTV.com, as well as CMT Pure and Yahoo.com. She is preparing to release her next single, “Don’t Grow Up Too Fast (If I Had a Little Sister).” Earlier this year, she performed alongside Reba McEntire, David Foster, Glenn Frey and Kris Kristofferson at Muhammad Ali’s Celebrity Fight Night event. For more information about Daisy, visit www.DaisyMallory.com
DJ Miller - DJ Miller is developing a reputation as not only a Country music singer, but also as an entertainer. This 21-year-old from Idaville, Indiana, is known to jump off stage in the middle of his shows to run through the crowd, interact with the audience and even sing love songs to some of his female fans. His debut single for Evergreen Records, “A Little Naughty Is Nice,” was released earlier this summer. The follow-up single is entitled “A Snowman in Birmingham” and is at radio now. Visit www.DJMillerCountry.com for more information.
Rachel Holder – Eighteen-year-old Rachel Holder is currently recording her debut album for All Entertainment, to be released in early 2011. The project’s first single (due early next year) is the catchy “Chocolate,” produced by industry veteran and hit producer Chuck Howard. Holder has also released a special holiday single and video for “Christmas Eve,” which is now available at iTunes and Amazon.com. Her upcoming album will feature several self-penned songs. Visit www.RachelHolder.com for more info about this rising young artist.
Ty Herndon’s career has produced sales of more than 4 million albums and multiple No. 1s on the Country charts, including “What Mattered Most,” “Living in a Moment” and “It Must Be Love.” Herndon’s latest project, released through FUNL Music, is a faith-based Country album titled Journey On. The title track was recently selected for an upcoming public awareness campaign to help fight ALS, spearheaded by former NFL player Kevin Turner, who suffers from the disease. The video for the campaign was recently shot at Nashville’s LP Field. Visit www.TyHerndon.net for more information.
ABOUT The Hosts:
Chuck Long – Chuck Long began his hosting career at the age of 19 while a student at the University of Texas, fronting a music show called Backstage Country. Shortly after college, Long moved to Los Angeles and quickly found hosting gigs covering the entertainment scene. He also had hosting stints on the USA Network, Nickelodeon and Financial News Network. It was his love of country music that prompted Long to create, produce and host Chuck’s Country. At the time, Chuck’s Country was the City of Angel’s sole local country music television show. Chuck’s Country gained national exposure with a series of specials on CMT. After a three year run in Los Angeles, Jim Owens Entertainment brought the show to Nashville where it kicked into high gear with a daily, three-hour live edition. After its Nashville run ended, a new version, Chuck’s Country Lightning went nationwide once more as one of the Americana Network’s cornerstone shows. Long is a popular personality in Nashville, thanks to his hosting stints on the WB’s Mornings, The Americana Network’s Americana Digest and Writer’s Notes, correspondent duties on the syndicated television show Crook and Chase and the Shop at Home Network, where he served as a Senior Host. Long currently hosts entertainment segments on Nashville’s WTVF-NewsChannel 5+. An accomplished actor, Long has a substantial resume of film, television and theatre roles.
Becca Walls - Becca Walls started as an intern at 102.7 KIIS-FM in Los Angeles In 1991. She was promoted to afternoon producer and then in 1993 helped start the nationally syndicated radio show After MidNite with Blair Garner. There she was the producer and co-host of the show for four years. In 1997 Walls moved to Nashville, where she worked as a Nashville correspondent for numerous outlets. She did interviews with artists, attended events and reported on all the happenings in country music. In May 2000 she landed the midday position at Nashville’s country station 103 WKDF. In addition to doing middays in Nashville, in March of 2010 Becca became the Nashville-based co-host of WAXX 104.5’s morning show in Eau Claire, WI. She also continues to be a Nashville correspondent and does country music news reports on radio stations across the U.S.
ABOUT The Country Vibe:The Country Vibe with Chuck and Becca, hosted by industry veterans Chuck Long and Becca Walls, features a mix of the latest news from Music City as well as interviews with today’s hit makers, future stars and country music legends. The series originates from ground zero of Nashville’s Honky Tonk scene, the legendary The Stage nightclub on Lower Broadway. The CW-Nashville (WNAB; Comcast Ch. 18) is the Nashville home for The Country Vibe with Chuck and Becca. The show airs Saturdays at 10:30 p.m. in the channel’s country-tv block, along with Crook & Chase at 9 p.m. and Inside Music Row at 10 p.m. The Country Vibe airs internationally in the United Kingdom on The Showcase Channel on Sky 201 & Freesat 403. Distribution to 10.5million homes in the UK, with millions more inside satellite footprint tuning in from Ireland & Europe. Air times are Sundays/Mondays 7:30pm; Tuesdays/Saturdays 1:30am. The combined number of households for The Country Vibe’s second season is 62 million.
PUT CHO HANDS UP! Amir, our favorite Iranian in the world, let me tatty up his mitts with these relics of video game history. The picture doesn't show the ring to well. but when his hands are together, it looks like the 2 of um are fighting over the same golden ring. SSSSoooo good. It just sucked that i had to wait 2 weeks, for the swelling to go down, to give Amir a proper Hi-5 for being such a good canvas. Hugs & kisses *muah*....
Game over----------->TT
Tops of hands, 2 sessions, 3.5 hours, Healed
Zingerman's Roadhouse is a popular but expensive restaurant not far from my home here in Ann Arbor. The backside of the restaurant is colorfully camouflaged by this decorative mural wall. I took this photo on September 17, 2015 while walking to the farmers' market held in the restaurant's parking lot on Thursdays during the warm weather season. Zingerman's Roadhouse
The Michigan map toward the left side of the wall has a dot correctly locating Ann Arbor. Can we say this photo is geotagged?
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I wish I Was going out on a date tonight in this dress but unfortunately I am not.
I think a flowing red cocktail dress like this would be a decent choice and quite pleasing to a prospective date be it either man or woman though don't you?
Then there's the clicking of those heels which can stir a wee bit of sexual stimulation in a suitor too.. **Wink**
I know if I was dating a woman who was around my age I would like her to wear something like this. Or maybe it's just that I feel so seriously feminine when I get this particular article of clothing on that it conjures up thoughts of cocktail lounges and dance floors in my head.
Ho Hum, T'is my lot to be a dreamer.. **lol**.
Anyhow these are not my most comfy shoes but they will suffice in a pinch (No pun intended)..... Well maybe just a wee one.. Ha!
Thanks to Ann Hudson Lipscomb from Drumfin Avenue, Maureen Hodgins Phelan, Jenny West, Marie Quearney Haughan, Paddy Banks, Anthony O Brien, Louie Clark, Kathleen Coates Currivan, Marian Whelan McCarty, Denis Kelleher, J oe Coleman, Sharon Molloy, Peter Abbey, Ieuan Llewellyn, Frankie Carolan, Veronica Rooney, Kay Denton, Joe Gavin, Liam and Helen Keogh, Francis Daniel McDonnell, Billy Kavanagh, and Brenda Farrell for their memories.
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More and more people are sending me transcripts of their memories of them growing up in Ballyfermot and where they and their family came from before Ballyfermot. These transcripts include their friends the community, the schools the Youth Clubs Football clubs that they went to and it makes great reading, so I have put this to the Ballyfermot Heritage group and we are willing to see if we can form a book from the memories. If this was to go ahead profit from this book would go to organised charities in Ballyfermot. This would also be a great local history for the area and a great benfit for the Students of Ballyfermot . If anyone has or is interested in writing up there memories please let me know. For the people that have they can send it to my e mail address irishcraic@eircom.net
Ken
Link to the History of Ballyfermot Television www.flickr.com/photos/ballyfermot/9825359236/in/set-72157...
Not By Bricks alone a Video showing Ballyfermot and Ballymun 1969 see link below
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Thomas Walsh Cremona Road - De La Salle 1958 The School Around Corner t www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nwa3VPROhj4&list=HL1333443141...
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Ann Hudson Lipscomb from Drumfin Avenue was one of the first usherettes to work in the Gala Cinema this is her History 3/2/2014
The Gala opened up with a full staff of two senior ushers (Matty Byrne being one) and two junior ushers. There were at least 5 usherettes and two cashiers. There was a big write up and photos in the evening papers. Mr Kelly was the manager. Harry did not arrive till the mid 60s. I don't remember him working there in my day and I left in March 1965. I saw him on the Tivoli in Francis Street. He worked there for years.
Our family moved to Drumfin Ave on the 18th April 1955. We were the second family to move in. There were no street lights and we arrived around 8 pm at night. The electric was not switched on till the next day, can you imagine carting in furniture in the dark
We did have gas, so we could boil a kettle. The dinner came from Borzas chippy on the main road. As kids we were so excited to have our own house as we had lived with our Grand Mother in Killester, which seemed like another country, it was so far away.
Memories of the Gala...there are so many. The crowd of kids for the matinees, especially at the week end. I used to love to work on the balcony, it was nice and quiet! I remember the Furey bros and their parents were regular patrons. The local Garda coming in for a smoke and hiding from the Inspector. Many the time he would come in to check and we would have to open the side exit to let them escape. We had a few concerts there too with the deeler band and show bands appearing...The Casino showband being one.
When you think of all the couples who met up there, the marriages that developed from the Gala and the Ritz ballroom
I am enclosing a couple of before and after photos, you never know maybe some one will recognise me
Maureen Hodgins Phelan 21/1/2014 Be careful what you discuss in front of the Kids
My exes sister who reared the younger kids after their mother was killed, was called into the office in his brothers school one day, and told to be careful what they discussed in front of Stewart, as when the teacher asked for their daily news, Stewart told the class that nate had put in a Police Mans car window and was in court over it..... Lal had to explain that nate worked in Auto Glaze and had to go to court to give evidence about what window was broken and where the hammer was found.
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GROWING UP IN BALLYFERMOT by Jenny West 17th January 2014
Our family moved from Garden Lane, off Francis Street, to Ballyfermot early in 1955. I was two and a half years old and my twin brothers were six months old. Later that year, my Mother gave birth to another set of twins. My sister survived but my baby brother, Anthony, only lived for a day. My sister was so small that she slept in my dolls pram. It was a beautiful miniature version of a Silver Cross pram. (I was the eldest grandchild in my Dad’s family and a bit spoiled!)
We lived in Gurteen Avenue and there were very few cars so the kids had the run of the road. We played chasing, skipping, beds, relievio, marbles and swung on the lamp-posts. There was a laneway between Gurteen and Drumfin with a steep slope that was very popular with roller skaters.
Schooldays
The only schools in Ballyfermot when I started school in 1957 were the Dominican Convent and the De La Salle. I remember kicking up a riot on my first day because my best friend was put into a different class to me. She was five and a half and was put straight into Senior Infants. My first teacher was Miss Supple and she helped me get over my little trauma. At the end of the first year, Miss Supple decided that a girl called Muriel and I should skip Senior Infants and go straight into first class – so I got to be in my friend’s class after all.
The classes were huge. There were 52 of us and it was very rare that everyone would be present. We moved from St Gabriels to St Raphaels and had a nun teaching us for the first time – Sr Melchior. For fifth and sixth class we had a wonderful elderly teacher called Mrs Carroll. We did the Primary Certificate at the end of sixth class and as the minimum age to start work was 14, most of my classmates got jobs.
My two brothers went to school in Baggot Street. There was a bus that left every morning from the ‘clinic’ and brought them back there in the afternoon. By 1959 there was a school at the end of the road – Mary Queen of Angels. My Dad was adamant that the boys should go to the De La Salle. He didn’t think a school run by lay teachers would be disciplined enough. I remember Fr Daly calling to the house to let my parents know that he wasn’t very pleased with the arrangement.
My sister started school in St Louise’s. They were very good to her. Her teacher insisted that her hearing be tested and she was right. After she made her First Communion, she was transferred to a special class for the deaf in the Dominican.
When I finished primary school, I went on to secondary school in St Dominics. Less than 50 out of 500 who finished primary that year went on to secondary school. There were 24 in my class, but by the time we got to sixth year, there were only ten of us. Our classrooms were in the convent building. We could see the nuns underwear fluttering in the breeze from the corridor windows.
I liked studying science but the science teacher, Sr Sylvia didn’t like me very much and advised me to study french instead. Our domestic science teacher was Sr Leo and she tried hard but was sometimes a little out of touch with reality. Our geography teacher was Miss Cullen who was known as Flossie because her hair was like candy floss. Geography class usually meant one of us having to read a chapter from our text book. The chapter on igneous rock was fun. Shists was mispronounced and dear old Floss never noticed.
Shops or the lack of them!
Our closest shops were in Drumfin Park. Coyles is still there and hasn’t changed very much. Dorans is twice the size it used to be having taken over where Herlihy’s used to be. Then there was Christine’s drapery and the chipper. On the other side of the park there was the butchers, hardware and Nolan’s newsagents. Getting to the shops was so much easier when the laneway was there.
The shops I remember on the ‘main’ road were Joey’s chipper, Doyles butchers, Bolands which was also the Post Office and, of course, Dirty Aggies. There was a ballroom on the corner which later became Powers supermarket. I remember my parents going to dinner dances in the ballroom when my Dad was involved in running the Soccer Roads League.
There were no houses opposite the Gala and no shops between Grange Cross and the church roundabout. Hector Grey sold goods from a van on the waste ground beside the church on Sunday mornings.
I remember the excitement when the Elephant supermarket opened on Blackditch Road. There were no shelves. Everything was stacked in boxes.
As time went by and more shops were built, Ballyfermot was a good place to shop because there was so much competition – Quinnsworth, Gubays, Liptons (think I have the names right.)
Churches
The big Assumption church is where I made my First Communion and Confirmation. It was a scary place especially for Confirmation day. It certainly wasn’t a family occasion. Only priests and teachers were allowed into the church (and the bishop) and the doors were locked. It was terrifying hoping the bishop would not ask you a catechism question. I was only 9 because in those days you had your Confirmation in fourth class.
There were so many priests then and so many masses and they were always packed. I remember particularly the childrens’ service on Holy Thursdays. Fr Daly would be in the pulpit roaring at all the kids. It was a very unreligious experience. The altar was enclosed and the priest said Mass with his back to the congregation. Mass was in latin and participation was minimal. In St Dominics, we spent the first few weeks of a new year learning all the latin hymns so that we would sing at the closing of the forty hours adoration.
Back then, the Dominican nuns were not allowed to leave the school grounds. If a class taught by a nun had to go to a church ceremony then one of the lay teachers would have to supervise them. The Sisters of Charity were a different matter. I remember being terrified of Sr Colmcill in her big white bonnet. It didn’t seem to matter that you didn’t go to her school, she knew who you were anyway.
Canon Troy was another larger than life figure. He wasn’t too fond of St Dominics and its pupils. Flossie definitely didn’t like him because he once reversed into her car. We also wore the wrong coloured uniforms. He was a Kerryman and preferred the green and gold of Caritas College.
Before St Matthew’s church was built, we used to go to Mass in St Louise’s school. It was a bit odd! I still think of St Matthew’s as the new church even though it is about forty years old. My son was christened there and my daughter had her First Communion and Confirmation there. They were definitely more family oriented ceremonies than mine were.
Miscellaneous Memories
•Harry packing us in two to a seat in the Gala. At 9d each, it cost three shillings for my brothers, sister and I to go to the cinema. There was a matinee organised once a year by the church/schools. It was always a holy film!
•Travelling to work in Ballsbridge on the new 18 bus at a cost of 1s 5d.
•Visiting my cousin in Dr Steeven’s Hospital in what was known as the ‘Honda’ ward because so many of the patients had been involved in motorcycle accidents.
•Going to Irish dancing classes in a hall at the back of Bolands. The dance school dresses were red.
•Walking through fields to visit relations in Bluebell when Kylemore Road ended at the railway.
Memories of Marie Quearney Haughan 11th January 2014
Our dad was Irish and our mam Scottish. They met while dad was working in Scotland. Mam always said the reason we moved to Ireland was all the young folk left our small village to live Glasgow or London where there was more life.
Dad knew Jim Larkin and he got us our house on Kylemore Rd. With four small kids we headed by train first to Aberdeen then Glasgow where we got the Boat to the North Wall. Would have taken almost 2 days. From the day we moved my parents loved Ballyfermot. Mam took great pride in saying to people we met. " we've lived in Ballyfermot 48 years and never had the any problems and we have great neighbours. I had a very happy childhood went to a The Dominican Convent school. Had the same nun for 6 years while she was strict she was a brilliant teacher. In those days there was lots of unemployment big classes not all children had school books. But every child had to work no excuses for not doing your homework you did it or at least you had to attempt it. Which I think speaks volumes. As you got older 14/15 you had the club which was run by the nuns and lay people in the school from 7pm - 9pm . It was great we were taught Ballroom dancing, drama, games, ect. We made best friends forever in the Club. Your parents knew you were safe there three nights a week. At 16/17 years we got into football. Mrs Wogan (Wogie) was her nickname started the team named "Sinners United" twenty of us girls trained Tuesdays and Thursday hail rain or snow. We had the Privilege to know Kevin Blount RIP who trained us. A gentleman. Most of us never drank alcohol we weren't interested in it. Most of us met our husbands through the football. We still keep in contact with each other a couple of times a year. Some of the girls are in Canada, Switzerland, Wales, Australia, and London. If one is home we get together and chat all night long. This is just a short version of life for me in Ballyfermot lovely memories.
Memories from Paddy Banks 11th January 2014
Early 60s Ken, we would have been 12 /13, meeting at Casey's wall top of Ballyfermot Road, near to Cassells shop, start of the road that leads to Cherryorchard Hospital, we would go into Cassells shop buy some stuff from Marie, I am sure that was her name, she would have been the sister of the triplets on the ballyfermot road, she or Mrs Cassells would serve you lovely people. we would then proceed to walk to the Canal for our swim which brought us up by Corrigans farm and the site now of the prison, on up by the old village on the left which was about 300 yards from the railway bridge, they were great Days , and great friends, Mattie Egan Paddy Casey, Ronnie Reilly (RIP) Cecil Johnson, Paddy Walsh, to name a few.A time lost but not forgotten
Memories from Anthony O Brien 5th January 2014
Gone for Ever
2014 in Ballyfermot as we knew, whats Gone for Ever……..Bolands Gone, 7 days shop Gone, Two Stew Houses Gone, Ritz Gone, Cannon Troy Gone, Elephant Supermarket Gone, Dirty Aggies Gone, Ploughmans Shop Gone, Roundabout on Main Road Gone, Coal Man Gone, Semprit Gone, Grave Yard Gone, Dump Gone, 7 Oaks Gone, Baldy Delaneys Shop Gone, Priest Houses beside Chapel Gone. Lido Gone, Liptons Gone, Glass Road Gone, Lynches lane Gone, Colly Van Kylemore Road, Charlie Selling His Sweets Kylemore Road......CANT THINK OF ANY MORE, CAN WE KEEP BRAINSTORMING AND LIST A FEW MORE
Brenda Farrell remembering Christmas Past 14th December 2013
Sitting here remembering Christmas long ago when we were innocent and so so young. All of us having a bath one after the other then into ours pj's maybe watching a Christmas movie on TV. Ma would be in the kitchen cooking the turkey and ham that she had been paying off for the last six months in the butchers. The Christmas club they called it. Jesus they had it hard our ma and da's trying to get Santa for six of us and all the rest. New clothes and extra food goodies and Santa. Looking back now I understand how hard it was and the Christmases we got very little. But every Christmas was special and we as children never knew how they done it. But that's the way it was suppose to be. They made it magical. Just like to say a big thank you ma and da. I wish you were still here with us hugs and kisses to you both in heaven. Love you always. Breda
Louie Clarke memories 17th October 2013
Born Galtymore Drive Drimnagh moved to Ballyer age five new house Spiddal Road remember it like yesterday the roads were only getting laid then, used to sit in the park with the night watchman big coke fire Mary's Youth Club, the Backers where the farmer grew his wheat. The Gala on Saturdays, Pathe News, Batman and Robin. Sundays spent down the lawns watching football. Aggies Shop couple of loose fags and a match then queue for the pics sunday night. the Stew House and the Turf Shed where we took our voucher for turf in winter time, and the old dump. Reading the e-mails brings it all back.,I've not lived there for many years although my family still do to this day in the same house, the names yourself, Phil Coleman. The Carneys on Spiddal they use to sell logs for the fire had a horse and cart. Eddie and Finbar Fury on Cladagh they used to keep there horse jampots in the garden, Larry the slop man and who can forget the queue on Fridays for Mario's the chipper. Hector grey outside the church, the De La Salle School happy days. A couple of girls I use to hang out with Kathleen McCann and Margaret Donnelly I would love to hear from them if they are still around, does anyone remember the circus by the Gala I think it use to be on the ground were they built Nalty's.
Louie Clark
Kathleen Coates Currivan 13th September 2013
Hi Ken what we always called Killeen House was the house occupied by the manager of the paper mill.When we were small kids in the 50's a Mr Montfort was manager and he had two daughters.. The main entrance to the mill was at the junction of Killen Rd .and the New Nangor, where Toyota is now and that was how you got into the house too. It was up behind the mill. You could see the house from Knockmitten Lane but you had to cross Cassells stream to get into it that way. There was a pitch and putt in front of it later on. It's kind of hard to get your bearings there now, but somewhere around got into the house too. It was up behind the mill. You could see the house from Knockmitten Lane but you had to cross Cassells stream to get into it that way. There was a pitch and putt in front of it later on.It's kind of hard to get your bearings there now, but somewhere around Diageo. A beautiful
house! The Cunningham's were the last people that I knew of who lived in it.
Brian Cunningham came up from Waterford to manage IPP Products on the Naas Rd. but of course that burned to the ground in a colossal blaze in' 69.We lost contact with them after that.
Kathleen Coates Currivan
LIKE A SOLDIER COMING HOME FROM THE WAR. Poem By Denis Kelleher 3rd September 2013
Like a soldier, coming home from the war.
we kids stood watch on our imaginary shore.
ballyfermot kids, playing in the California hills.
running wild running free, waiting for da, before our tea.
and we didn't have no watch, we didn't have no clock.
we knew when it was home time , our belly's made us stop.
or when buffalo bill rode by, cause mammy called him home for tea.
or smoke signals from chimney stacks, in the sky we could see.
meanwhile John Wayne chased Annie Oakley, with the promise of a kiss.
and Tonto was giving the Lone Ranger, a pasting with his fist.
Fred Astaire and Ginger Rodgers, were giggling in the bushes.
and girls with dirty knickers, were trying to hide their innocent blushes.
and, on the armchair run, boys and girls were having fun.
with old bits of lino or cardboard, beneath their bums.
daredevils one and all, under the ballyfermot sun.
ballyer kids with nothing, playing, having lots of fun.
like a soldier coming home, from the war.
we kids stood watch , on our imaginary shore.
as he disembarked below us, we let out a cheer.
and ran to him, like the wind ,just as the day before .
we were ballyfermot kids, in the California hills.
running wild running free, waiting for our da ,before our tea.
ballyfermot kids, with nothing but holes in our shoes and pants.
running wild running free, as we danced our childhood dance
Copyright. Denis Kelleher. 3rd September 2013
MEMORIES OF BALLYFERMOT - Poem by Joe Coleman 1995
It was summer time in ’54, well that’s what I was told.
I don’t remember very much, I was just six weeks old.
We moved into our new house, with rooms three up and down.
It was Spiddal Park, number two, four miles from Dublin town.
The first few years passed very quickly and I was nearly four.
Our neighbours came from Cabra, and Keogh Square in Inchicore.
New shops were built on Claddagh Green, a total lot of eight.
Ruane’s sweet shop, the veggi and Mario’s who always opened late.
I remember the penny snow cakes and the two penny chalk racing cars.
The yellow chicks from the ragman, for some old clothes and jar.
I remember the dolly mixtures and the penny lucky lumps.
The halfpenny cleeves, and the nancy balls you were sure to come up trumps.
A penny worth of broken rock, or a bag of hot fish crumbs
No matter what we got or had we shared it with our chums.
Those were the days when I was young, I’ll remember them forever.
But it is sad today when I look back, we’ve all changed like the weather.
I remember going to school and paying for the drill.
A penny for the black babies, I often wonder still.
I remember Fr Daly and dear old Canon Troy.
They would put the fear of God in you, when I was just a boy.
I remember Ballyfermot when I was just thirteen,
and joining Mary’s youth club across the road on Claddagh Green.
I remember all the fun we had and all the games we’d play.
Fair play to Mary’s Youth Club. It’s still going strong today.
I remember playing marbles and the gullies in the shore,
And this is the house that Jack built, you don’t see that anymore.
For those of you who do not know, it’s proper name was jackers,
and when we’d finished playing the game, we’d end up out the backers,
and backers was our favourite spot, we’d play there all day long.
Today you see it’s all built up and all our fields are gone.
If the kids today would learn to play like us in days gone by,
They would be proud to walk our streets, and hold their heads up high.
I remember Ballyfermot and the old games we use to play
Kick the can, spin the bottle, knock on doors and run away.
There were no such thing as skate boards, when I was very small.
We’d play hide and seek, and blinds man’s buff, and over the garden wall.
I remember the wooden bridge where we’d sit and watch the trains,
and the fields were full of flowers, and the girls making daisy chains,
And the boys would all be in the swamps, and they’d be catching frogs,
And the bigger lads were with their dads, and they be cutting logs.
I remember Ballyfermot and the stories we were told.
Of banshees and headless horsemen in bygone days of old.
I remember Lynche’s Lane and Chapelizod down below,
And the pick-a-rooney special to the tip head we would go.
We did not have much money then, we all had empty pockets,
But we got by, I’ll tell you why, we all had Frawley’s dockets.
I remember Ballyfermot and me in my late teens.
I could get a sub in Tim Young’s pub and a pint in Billy Dean’s.
I remember Ballyfermot and Moycullen’s old tin hall.
It was over at the terminus, beside the backers wall,
and Spiddal Park was just a field and covered with green grass.
But today you see, believe you me, that too has come to pass.
I remember Ballyfermot and the California hills,
We’d go there every Sunday for all our spills and thrills.
I remember Ballyfermot and I remember Parker’s farm,
And I remember poor Ned Marlow, sure he did no one any harm.
and Downey’s pub, the holy hour you’d be locked up safe inside,
And Bannon’s on the 7th lock, well that was bonafide,
And Nalty’s with the swinging door, two of them I think.
There Ned went in one day on his horse to have a drink.
I remember the stew house where the Nuns gave out the dinners.
The bigger the pot, the more you got, you be sure to be a winner.
I remember dirty Aggies and the stuff she use to sell
Lose cigarettes and gur cake, I remember it so well.
I remember John Stonehouse and the church in Markievicz Park.
I remember the Pump on Blackditch Drive and road it was so dark.
Played conkers in the autumn, and dressed up on Halloween,
And so Christmas Eve at half past eight, no children could be seen.
For we were all put up to bed, and we’d think about our treats.
And on Christmas morning when we’d wake up, our socks were filled with sweets.
I remember Ballyfermot and the days that passed us by.
Noely on the buses – sure he was one nice guy,
And big Harry in the Gala, he’d stand right out at the door.
Larry the waste man, with his horse and cart, you see him no more.
Where I live now I used to play and it was really a trill
My friends have gone, new houses there, they call it Cloverhill.
I remember Ballyfermot and the way it use to be.
We had Cherry Orchard’s apples and they would all be free.
It’s not so long when I look back, when I was very small.
I remember walking through the fields and the trees were very tall.
I recall another member of the graveyard in the Lawn.
We’d sit there and reminisce, but now that too is gone.
I remember Ballyfermot and our hall the B.C.A.
President Childers and his good wife came to visit us one day.
I remember all the songs we sang, and all the nursery rhymes’
I do remember Ballyer in the rare old times.
I remember when the gas man called and we’d all run and hide.
For fear he’d find what we all knew, there was nothing there inside.
It was only a saving box you see’ for saving up some cash,
And when he’d gone we’d creep out slow for our bangers and mash.
I remember Ballyfermot, the neighbours really cared.
If could be down but never out, the neighbours always shared.
They would split a loaf of bread with you and say “you never mind”
That’s the way the neighbours were, it was a pleasure to be kind.
You see I’m 40 years in Ballyer and I love this wonderful scheme.
I’m only half way down the road, but I hold on to my dream.
God Bless you Ballyfermot and all her children here within,
And try not to change it anymore, cos that would be a sin.
Tell your kids the stories of the bygone days of past,
And tell them all about our days to make the memories last.
“I remember Ballyfermot and I just know I always will”
GROWING UP IN BALLYER - Song and Poem Ken Larkin 2001
I remember waiting that day for the Lorry to pull up.
We had our Furniture ready just to load up.
We were moving to a housing estate the year was ’55.
My Mother, Sister and myself our whole lives were to come alive.
We loaded our Furniture the bit that we had and we pulled away
from Buckingham street indeed I was not sad.
The new adventure was starting we did not know it yet.
As the lorry roared towards Ballyer and the night was very wet.
The lorry turned off Ballyfermot Road and on to the Drive.
I was guessing as to what house that we would all reside.
Then we stopped outside this house with 2 rooms up and down
Number 33 was on the door and it seemed miles from Dublin town.
We started in the local school and the games we began to play
Were Conkers, Marbles, Skipping and Piggy these games are
replaced with Computer today.
Our Communion and Confirmation came along and our
parents did us proud and we were dressed in our Sunday best
as we went out on the Town.
So we moved on to Mount La Salle this was the school to be in
The brothers and the teachers taught us all how to win.
They taught us gaelic and hurling and we played it after school.
They did not let us play soccer because they did not know the rules.
Then we did our primary cert, as we had to leave that school and
so we had to move on to the college or tech to start another renewal.
We moved into St John’s and had to buckle down.
As our teachers told us this was the best college in town.
We had to go in on a Saturday morning to Focus for our Inter.
We worked hard that September but lost heart by the winter.
I remember the Stew house where the Nuns gave out the meals.
Sometimes we would go there to buy the penny deals.
I remember the youth Clubs in Ballyer and Mount Olivet too
where I have many happy memories
of all that passed through.
I remember the Ballad sessions we had on a Saturday night.
When all the young people carrying guitars, would
assemble through the night.
Ballads would be sung Poems would be recited and all
the members remained very united.
Mount Olivet football club is where we played the Soccer.
We met and trained and played the game and we
were there for each other.
Hardy’s was the venue where tactics were discussed.
Plans and dreams were made there.
But often we fouled up.
Saturday was the Gala day where we spent our turf money.
We would head to dirty Aggie to buy our cleaves and goodies
And when we would get to the Gala door big Harry would
greet us with a roar.
Saying, “If you mess I will be here and you will get in no more”
As I drive through Ballyer and the memories come flooding back
I think of all the bygone days the lads and all the craic.
I try to tell my kids of the days that have gone past
So they can pass it on to make the memories last.
Sharon Molloy Ballyfermot Crescent 26th August 2013
when I left Ballyfermot to live in country I was ashamed to say I was from Ballyfermot, because I used to hear people say Ballyfermot oh that's the place where they eat their young, so I used to keep my mouth shut, dident want them to look down on my children. but finding this page has given me the courage to say , I was raised in Ballyfermot, and had a brill childhood there, that may come as a shock , but I have meet many people from Ballyfermot who felt the same. I feel ashamed of myself now for denying my roots.
Billy Kavanagh
Do you all remember going up to the Gala on a Saturday afternoon, getting pushed into the crowd with Harry the Hippo's belly, all in line for the Hammer Horror movies with Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing? Wow! Boy did we hate Christopher Lee, he was one proper Bollix. And then we'd go home and could not go to sleep in fear of Dracula coming through the window or even hiding under our bed? And if they had so stupid movie with Tommy Steele or Cliff Richard, then we'd all pull up the seats and bang on th ewooden backs and make noise while Harry and the ushers would run and down the aisles trying to stop the commotion. It was the best entertainment to be had for a shilling. Oh lets go down memory lane..................................
Frankie Carolin Memories
We moved to Ballyfermot in 1950, from camden street, there was a cavendish furniture shop in grafton street, so loads of mothers got new furniture from there on the never never for their new houses in ballyfermot, when we all settled in, ballyfermot crescent, cavendishs sent a poor unfortunate man on a bike out to collect the money owed on the furniture. well the poor man had as much chance of collecting money from those who had none as the vatican had of electing me as pope. i at 10 year old was sitting listening to school around the corner, a knock at the door, me ma who i always thought had xray eyes, said frankie thats the b"""""cks from cavendishes, go and tell him im not in. so i opened the door, and thinking im great, as all of us chisselers did then say the words that would make me the butt of all jokes for ever, me mammy told me to tell you shes not in,
Veronica Rooney Memories
We moved there in 1956 from parkgate street..remember my mother getting furniture there too and sloans
Kay Dentons Memories
We first moved to ballyfermot in 51 i was 3 we had to walk from caple st behind a horse and cart to 150 b/fermot drive mammy used to cut up lino in the shape of shillings for the gas meter .we had real neighbours then all looked out for each other mammy would send us to the pawn with dads suit and get it out on saturday our furniture came from drages in grafton we had to go in every week to pay we always remember mr doyle next door he had a row he ran down the road in just his shirt i ran in to tell my mammy he was running down the road with his guts hanging out we moved to 439 ballyfermot rd
Joe Gavin
Was born in Ballyfermot in October 1955, just five months after the Gala opened. My family left Ballyfermot when I was about 10 yrs old and I have not lived in Dublin for over
40 yrs.Reading the above article on the Gala brought fond memories flooding back. Every Saturday myself and my siblings were dispatched to the afternoon matinee in the Gala regardless of what film was showing. Looking back I think Saturday afternoons were seen as " Alone " time by my parents. We like most of the other Inhabitants of Ballier, had very little money, but every Saturday we were sent to the Gala, hail, rain or snow. We eventually had a family 13.I remember very well Harry the Hippo. He was a very portly man but he cut a fine swagger in His uniform and was a figure of authority to the hundreds of young boys and girls who formed a long, impatient line outside the Cinema. Harry would parade up and down the line , keeping everyone in check. If you were unfortunate enough to be caught "Messing " by Harry, He would catch you by the ear, and would remove you from your place in the line and frog march you to the very back, where he would place you before removing his hold on you ear. Writing this few lines has brought even more memories of Ballyfermot flooding back in my mind. I think I will just lie back for a while and let them flow freely.
Joseph Gavin
My Parents moved to Ballyfermot c. 1955. They were the first tenants at 12 Gurteen Park, which was then the newly built part of Ballyfermot. My Parents had married in 1950 in Crumlin, where both of their Parents lived. When they moved to Gurteen Park they already had three children, who had been born in Crumlin. I was the fourth child and I was born in the front bedroom of 12 Gurteen Park. I was delivered by the family GP, Dr O'Rourke who had his surgery on the first floor of a building , which was over a shop at the opposite end of the block from the Gala. I don't remember the name of the shop, but there was a lane way beside it and the second shop on the far side of the lane way was " Dirty Aggi's ".Two more of my sibling's were born in Gurteen Park, after me before we moved to Cloigeen Rd. Just as a matter of interest, my Parent's moving to Ballyfermot was a continuation of the clearing out of the Tenaments and general conditions of squalor in the City centre. My Fathers family had lived in ship street and my Mothers family were from Bow Lane - Jame's street. Both families had been rehoused , I think in the 1940s in the new suberbs of Kimmage and Crumlin.
Gala Cinema Link www.flickr.com/photos/ballyfermot/6909014391/
Recorded Interview with Liam Keogh on Friday the 30th November 2012 Copy of recording with Ballyfermot Library. By Liam Keogh, aged 91 years
It was in the mid 1920’s that I first became aware of the annual Lourdes Pilgrimage to Lourdes, organised by the Oblate of Mary Immaculate Fathers in Inchicore.
This was a time before air travel was available so the journey to Lourdes was a long tedious one. It entailed a bus transfer from Inchicore to Dun Laoghaire, a boat trip to Holyhead, a five hour train journey to a seaport in the south of England, another sea crossing to France and finally another train journey through France to Lourdes which is situated at the foot of the Pyrenees Mountains in the south of France.
The Oblate Pilgrimage began with an early Mass in the Church of Mary Immaculate Inchicore which was attended by the Pilgrims and others who came to wish them bon voyage. There was great excitement as the travellers boarded the special buses to bring them to Dun Laoghaire.
It was mainly the more affluent people who could afford the cost of the pilgrimage.
Fr. Sweeney (from the Donegal gaeltacht), the Superior of the Oblate Fathers would lead the Pilgrimage. He had a great devotion to our Lady of Lourdes and was appointed a Canon of Lourdes by the Pope.
Fr. Sweeney was a very idealistic man and he came up with the idea of erecting an exact replica of the Lourdes Grotto in the church grounds in Inchicore as it would create some of the atmosphere of Lourdes for people who could not afford to go on Pilgrimages. He sent Brother McIntyre (a lay Oblate Brother, who was an architect) to make sketches and take measurements of the Grotto in Lourdes and, on his return, he started on the project.
Fr. Sweeney was a wonderful orator and a preacher and he made just one appear from the pulpit. He had a plan to organise a scroll containing the name of every family member whose family had subscribed five shillings to the fund and this scroll would be placed in a metal box and cemented into the nitch under the feet of the Statue of the Virgin Mary.
The labour for the building of the Grotto was provided free. The tradesmen and general workers from the Great Southern Railway Works Inchicore came after finishing their day’s work at 5.15 pm would arrive at the building site with their shovels, spades, wheel barrows and tools of the trades at 6.00 pm and work until it got dark.
A metal structure was erected and this was covered by coloured cement which looked like stone and this was moulded into the exact contours of the Lourdes Grotto. After the building was completed, Father Sweeney made arrangements to have chiming bells cast. These bells were installed in the church and would ring out every fifteen minutes and every hour would ring out a verse of the Lourdes Ave Maria. The bells were installed just in time for the Eucharistic Congress of 1932. Later the statue of the Crowned Virgin was erected. Fr. Sweeney made an appeal for unwanted gold and jewellery to be melted down and made into the Crown for the Head of the Statue. This statue is at the entrance to the Grotto Square.
Every year, a Novena to our Lady of Lourdes is held between 2nd February and 11th February. There is early Mass in the morning, rosary, a sermon and benediction at 8.00 pm and the Novena concludes on February 11th with a torchlight procession.
The 11th February is the anniversary of the first apparition in Lourdes.
On one occasion during the 1940’s Fr. Sweeney organises a perpetual Rosary to be recited in front of the Grotto. This continued non-stop night and day for nine days and concluded with a Sermon by Father Sweeney, which was broadcast by Radio Eireann to the Nation. Work was slack in the Inchicore works and workers were on a three day week. He was praying for more work for the men. The day after the nine days Rosary was finished, the Inchicore Works received a huge order for new carriages and trains to be built and all the men were back working full time. They had overtime for months afterwards.
A wooden gazebo was erected to protect the volunteers who took it in turns to lead the prayers.
This is only from my memory as I remember the times.
.See website Link www.flickr.com/search/?w=10933551@N03&q=liam%20keogh
Thanks to Francis Daniel McDonnell for her Memory
Those were the days....
Upstairs on the 78, the smell of Tayto and chewing gum, windows fogged up and sitting in a Fog of cigarette smoke.
The 18 bus to sandymount strand for Sunburn and SANDwiches.
A walk in the country. . . Up past the bungalow and cherry orchard hospital, out past the farm picking blackberries.
Fasting for communion for mass before school during lent.
Fizz bags and cream pies from dirty aggies
The backers.
. . . .on and on
A walk in the country.. . . . Up past the bungalow
Thanks to Brenda Farrell for her Memory.
God I remember the stew house. There was many a family fed there. If you brought old news papers you would get current cake to bring home. I hated going. But bellys had to be fed. All our neighbours used it at one time or another. Back then you could not afford to be proud. Hand me down clothes from one child to another. School books from one sister to another. Playing skipping Red Rover. Rounder's. Hide and seek. All the old games out on your road till all hours of the night in summer. There was no fear of a car running you down. Or mad men running off with you. Everyone looked out for everyone. One mammy was everyone's mammy. If you fell down two or three mummy's ran to pick you up. If there was a fight all mummy's stopped it. No such thing as your child's fault everyone got a wollapp Ha ha we are all the better for being born in Ballyer. I have to say I'm very proud to be a Ballyer girl. Even if I live in Australia now. I will always have my memories.
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Khi chạm tới bất cứ kí ức nào
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Đến mức mà .. dẫu muốn khóc cũng không khóc được : )
Người ta vẫn hay nói :
- Nếu bạn thực sự muốn quên đi một người - 1 tình yêu ..
Vậy thì đừng nghe những bản tình ca buồn, đừng ngồi 1 mình suy nghĩ, đừng nuôi hy vọng quay trở lại, đừng bao giờ cho rằng 1 ai đó có thể là tất cả của bạn.
Sự thực không có ai là của ai và vì thế không có ai là tất cả của ai được.
Thế giới ngoài kia còn rất rất nhiều điều tuyệt vời mà ta chưa trải nghiệm ..
Hãy bước sang 1 thế giới mới và sống từng ngày, trải nghiệm từng điều bên cạnh những người thân yêu vẫn còn đang ở
bên cạnh ta
Đó cũng là HẠNH PHÚC.
Đã từng có một thời gian tôi onl rất muộn
Chỉ để chờ một cái nick cũng rất muộn mới sáng đèn
Chờ được cái nick ấy sáng đèn rồi
tôi cũng chỉ im lặng nhìn : )
Tôi không có đủ can đảm kich đúp chuột mở cửa sổ chat vs chủ nhân cái nick ấy
Chẳng bao giờ đủ can đảm làm điều đó
Tôi âm thầm thỏa thuận vs mình
"Thêm đúng một ngày nữa thôi rồi mình sẽ del cái nick ấy"
Biết bao nhiêu lần" Thêm một ngày .." như thế qua đi
Cuối cùng tôi cũng từ bỏ ..
Chẳng biết từ lúc nào
cái nick ấy không còn tồn tại trong list bạn của tôi
và tôi cũng thôi không còn chờ đợi nó sáng nữa ..
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Có lẽ vì tôi đã hứa vs một người
- Tôi hứa .. Tôi sẽ lại yêu ..
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I put some more nails into the wall so now the whole wall is covered i think it looks great i took this over a month back some trims here are currently not up on the wall now
This young blackbird has enough food in him to last several winters. Amazed the branch supported him at all and most impressed that he put on a short flight which defied all known laws of gravity.
"If you don't put your two cents in, how can you get change?"
"My two cents" and its longer version "put my two cents in" is an American idiomatic expression, taken from the original British idiom expression: to put in "my two pennies worth" or "my tuppence worth." It is used to preface the tentative stating of one’s opinion. By deprecating the opinion to follow — suggesting its value is only two cents, a very small amount — the user of the phrase hopes to lessen the impact of a possibly contentious statement, showing politeness and humility. However, it is also sometimes used with irony when expressing a strongly felt opinion.
BEASLEY TALKS UNFINISHED BUSINESS 2 + THINKS FANS SHOULD “PUT LEAGUES IN TIERS”
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Last year in Back To School promotion I made one cool make up sample from the best selling series of notebooks called Put Together series. You get to choose your cover, refills and accessories in various colors and combinations, to make your own perfect notebook. Accessories includes photo album, zipped pocket, name card holder, ruled notebooks, weekly/monthly notebooks etc. That very sample I put in Times Square was stolen.
Because of the APM new store opening, I made another one. Decorated with stamps, stickers, photos etc. It was in the store for only 1 day. This time it was not stolen, but a customer begged to buy from us that very sample loving the photos and stamps I made. Store manager called me and I came back to the store to meet this person. She was literally snatching photos from my hands and insisted buying the whole thing. In addition to all the materials I used to make that sample, I charged HK$50 extra. Man I regretted that, should've charged more.
We always know the importance of make up samples. It is important to show customer how the products can be used and inspire/motivate their purchase. But carefully made samples are being stolen all the time and it is discouraging. I wish people appreciate more because any make up sample is made not by a company but by a person, you got to treasure them and appreciate the person behind it.
Nevertheless, I've asked my colleague to write-off a few hundred dollar worth of products in the range to let me do another round of make up samples. I made a total of 5 for each of our stores carrying the Put Together series. They are carefully decorated with Cavallini stickers, stamps, personalized with painted leather cover, photos, clippings, air tickets, etc. I hope the store people and our customer will treasure them.
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