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Base price wrote: »I can't remember where the strawberries grew but I do remember myself (youngest) and my two brothers getting chased out of the reservoir. I was only 8 or 9 and couldn't keep up with them.
Here is a bit about Rathbeale Hall. My mil told me that the cattle dealer kept pigs in the basement :eek:
http://homepage.eircom.net/~swordsourtown/local_history/other_notable_houses/rathbeale_hall.htm
Edit to add: My mil met Gregory Peck a few times when he was out hacking. She said he was even more handsome in real life than in the movies.
Thank you Base Price your a hive of information I hope that I wasn't one of them who chased ye out ha. Not a member anymore.
That chicken **** spread around the fields at the back of it I can still almost smell it when i think of the reservoir
And just to add thanks for that link I clicked on the homepage and up comes swords b.n.s. That's where I went to school!0 -
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The Johnny Byrne that owned Rathbeale in Base’s link was Hugo Byrnes father. I think the pigs could be a urban myth because Johnny wasn’t into pigs. Maybe he leat someone else do it? People weren’t really bothered about big manor type houses back then as the rates on them were punitive. Most took the roofs off them and didn’t have to pay ratesThank you Base Price your a hive of information I hope that I wasn't one of them who chased ye out ha. Not a member anymore.
That chicken **** spread around the fields at the back of it I can still almost smell it when i think of the reservoir
And just to add thanks for that link I clicked on the homepage and up comes swords b.n.s. That's where I went to school!0 -
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Where Airside retail was is in Swords. Nevinstown is the proper name. There was a man there who had glasshouses. I won't mention his name as it is a bit too close to home. Lovely man. To me he was a very progressive grower and used techniques that were only coming into irish horticulture at the time. He used to grow cucumbers, tomatoes, scallions outside and had other glasshouses rented behind the fancy house accross the road from Kinsealy school ( the one which allegedly had a tunnel under the ground from that house to Haugheys in Abbeyville )
I remember he would be grading the tomatoes in the shed and my father would collect the Fs off him as the supermarkets didn't want them at the time. Used to sell them in bags for 50 pence. Everyone loved them. They are called cherry tomatoes now.
Just to add myself and brother frequently broke out in hives due to eating them and packing at the same time.0 -
Where Airside retail was is in Swords. Nevinstown is the proper name. There was a man there who had glasshouses. I won't mention his name as it is a bit too close to home. Lovely man. To me he was a very progressive grower and used techniques that were only coming into irish horticulture at the time. He used to grow cucumbers, tomatoes, scallions outside and had other glasshouses rented behind the fancy *house accross the road from Kinsealy school ( the one which allegedly had a tunnel under the ground from that house to Haugheys in Abbeyville )
I remember he would be grading the tomatoes in the shed and my father would collect the Fs off him as the supermarkets didn't want them at the time. Used to sell them in bags for 50 pence. Everyone loved them. They are called cherry tomatoes now.
Just to add myself and brother frequently broke out in hives due to eating them and packing at the same time.
*Feltrim house by any chance?0 -
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*Feltrim house by any chance?
Wouldn't be feltrim house gozunda. Was the other side of abbeyville. Directly accross from kinsealy school. There's a driveway up to it. Father said a judge and editor of one of the national newspapers owned it at various times. He had celery in the glasshouses there. Beautiful place but never got to ever going up to the house. It was always straight to the glasshouses. The tunnel is apparently bricked up on both sides. No idea who put it in or what purpose it served. Was up in Abbeyville a couple of weeks ago looking around for it ha.
Edit: Elmsworth house. Glasshouses are probably gone.
Second edit: Video says Malahide but is in Kinsealy.
https://youtu.be/sBF047ApKvs 0 -
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After reading the link about cows grazing the long acre it reminded me of a story my mother in law told me.
In those days most farming wives would keep a breeding sow, rear pet lambs or sell eggs/chickens/turkeys in order to provide themselves with pin money that would be used for special occasions.
Years ago (I'm not sure exactly when but I think it was in the late 60's/early 70's) she had a black sow that produced two litters a year. The sow had a daily routine whereupon when she was let out of the sty, she (and her piglets) would head out the yard gate, turn right and spend the day grazing the long acre before returning back to the yard. The sow was a pet and all the locals knew her.
Sometime in the early 70's my mil received a visit from a DAFM official. He told her that the sow would have to be culled because black/red/spotted pigs were no longer allowed to be kept in Ireland.
Edit to add: There was something about keeping traditional bred pigs as opposed to more commercial breeds like Landrace or Large Whites.0 -
Base price wrote: »After reading the link about cows grazing the long acre it reminded me of a story my mother in law told me.
In those days most farming wives would keep a breeding sow, rear pet lambs or sell eggs/chickens/turkeys in order to provide themselves with pin money that would be used for special occasions.
Years ago (I'm not sure exactly when but I think it was in the late 60's/early 70's) she had a black sow that produced two litters a year. The sow had a daily routine whereupon when she was let out of the sty, she (and her piglets) would head out the yard gate, turn right and spend the day grazing the long acre before returning back to the yard. The sow was a pet and all the locals knew her.
Sometime in the early 70's my mil received a visit from a DAFM official. He told her that the sow would have to be culled because black/red/spotted pigs were no longer allowed to be kept in Ireland.
Edit to add: There was something about keeping traditional bred pigs as opposed to more commercial breeds like Landrace or Large Whites.
That's a lovely story base price.
My mother always kept hens. Rhode Island reds. We used to sell the eggs at our vegetable shop. My grandfather used to rub a bit of dirt on some of the eggs as he felt people would buy them quicker like that than looking like an egg you'd get in a supermarket 0 -
My mother would sometimes buy fruit/veg from a man who had a shop (grey building) near the entrance of Kettles Lane. Was that your Grandfather's?That's a lovely story base price.
My mother always kept hens. Rhode Island reds. We used to sell the eggs at our vegetable shop. My grandfather used to rub a bit of dirt on some of the eggs as he felt people would buy them quicker like that than looking like an egg you'd get in a supermarket0 -
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