Comments on: Dun Laoghaire thinking http://www.forthefainthearted.com/2010/01/18/dun-laoghaire-thinking/ A Church of Ireland Rector in rural Leinster Fri, 10 Feb 2012 19:26:45 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Ian Poulton http://www.forthefainthearted.com/2010/01/18/dun-laoghaire-thinking/comment-page-1/#comment-3012 Ian Poulton Tue, 19 Jan 2010 15:38:28 +0000 http://www.forthefainthearted.com/?p=4205#comment-3012 Queen, princess - they are both contrary to Article 40.2 of the Constitution ;-) Dun Laoghaire seafront would make a good location for a museum of 20th century Irish social history - all human life was there. Queen, princess – they are both contrary to Article 40.2 of the Constitution ;-)

Dun Laoghaire seafront would make a good location for a museum of 20th century Irish social history – all human life was there.

]]> By: Póló http://www.forthefainthearted.com/2010/01/18/dun-laoghaire-thinking/comment-page-1/#comment-3010 Póló Tue, 19 Jan 2010 00:26:29 +0000 http://www.forthefainthearted.com/?p=4205#comment-3010 On mature reflection I think that should have been the Princess Maude :) On mature reflection I think that should have been the Princess Maude :)

]]> By: Póló http://www.forthefainthearted.com/2010/01/18/dun-laoghaire-thinking/comment-page-1/#comment-3009 Póló Tue, 19 Jan 2010 00:04:42 +0000 http://www.forthefainthearted.com/?p=4205#comment-3009 The Hibernia, the Cambria, and even the Queen Maude. Contemporary experience of Dún Laoghaire in the fifties and sixties. The Maude was the more sickmaking of the three, lacking stabilisers. Steerage was a melée of discontented and impatient passengers and screaming children and babies. A real Babel. But it was part of the life of the times and the way out, temporary or permanent, for many. No question of flying, just the mailboat and the mail train from Holyhead to Euston. Misery. I learned my first words of Welsh on the mail train to London. I foolishly and innocently mentioned England to the steward while we were still in Wales. He was Welsh. Taught me "Iechyd da i bob Cymro, twll dyn i bob Sais". Suited the republican ethos of the times. Not nice for the English, though. Still it was a sort of a Celtic awakening. And the railway spur, now closed. The Pav gone and the Victorian monument recently restored, not to mention the King's 4th ball. You mentioned Groucho. Interestingly the Motor Yacht Club at the coal pier was, in part, set up because none of the others would accept Jews. Dún Laoghaire, a rich tapestry indeed. The Hibernia, the Cambria, and even the Queen Maude. Contemporary experience of Dún Laoghaire in the fifties and sixties. The Maude was the more sickmaking of the three, lacking stabilisers. Steerage was a melée of discontented and impatient passengers and screaming children and babies. A real Babel.

But it was part of the life of the times and the way out, temporary or permanent, for many. No question of flying, just the mailboat and the mail train from Holyhead to Euston. Misery.

I learned my first words of Welsh on the mail train to London. I foolishly and innocently mentioned England to the steward while we were still in Wales. He was Welsh. Taught me “Iechyd da i bob Cymro, twll dyn i bob Sais”. Suited the republican ethos of the times. Not nice for the English, though.

Still it was a sort of a Celtic awakening.

And the railway spur, now closed. The Pav gone and the Victorian monument recently restored, not to mention the King’s 4th ball.

You mentioned Groucho. Interestingly the Motor Yacht Club at the coal pier was, in part, set up because none of the others would accept Jews.

Dún Laoghaire, a rich tapestry indeed.

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