Sep 28 2017

‘Hidden Treasures…’

Published by at 12:31 pm under News

Sideboard

‘Now, I remember when we had a Sideboard like this one in our parlour, not that I ever got to see it too often, because our parlour door was always kept locked. When the Da’ came home from the Army he had two swords that he brought back from Palestine, they were kept on the floor under our Sideboard. In later years he gave them to a butcher friend of his who made them into knives for his shop. Our Sideboard was like Aladdin’s Cave, the Ma’ kept all her private stuff in there and other things as well. She had an old biscuit tin in the bottom of one of the presses that had things in it belonging to her little sister that died when she was only three years old. In later years she would take the tin out and tell me all about her sister, stories that she had kept locked away, not only in the biscuit tin but also in her heart. And then she had a small tin of Jacob’s Biscuits that she kept in there for her and the Da’ to have with a cup of tea on a Sunday after we were all sent to the Cabra Grand Picture House. In the bottom drawer she kept her First Holy Communion Rosary Beads and Prayer Book. She also had a Holy Candle and a Black Cross with Jesus on it for when someone died and a set of clean bed-sheets to lay them out on and she also had a statue of Holy Mary and Blessed Martin in there as well. In the top drawer she kept all the “One Penny” insurance policies and payment books and any paper-work to do with getting stuff on the Hire Purchase. And in the middle drawer she kept every rent receipt that she ever got from the Corporation Rent Office on Lower Carnlough Road. She had them all wrapped up in elastic bands by the month and by the year. On the top of the Sideboard she had two dogs that the Da’ won at a Carnival on the Nephin Road or “The Blind Lane” as the Ma’ always called it, where the Christian Brothers School is today, across from the Bogey Fields. The dogs sat on a lovely piece of old lace that her mother had made years ago. In another place she kept every Memorial Card that she ever got of people who had died. She’d take them out and go through them one by one and tell me all about them and who they were related to, some of them were girls that she’d worked with in Mitchell’s Rosary Bead factory in Waterford Street, “Behind the Dandy Garage” she’d always tell me. And there was also a photograph of herself standing with her arms around two Young Fellas from Ringsend. She was only sixteen then, she would tell me, and one of the lads was her fella and the other one was her pals fella. They were going out to Howth for a walk. Her mother didn’t allow her to go anywhere near Ringsend but her and her pal used to sneak down there and watch the lads getting in for a swim in the Shellie-Bank, near the ESB place. There was also a Postcard that my Da’ had sent her from Egypt when he was posted there with the army. They had only started going out together at that stage and she brought the card in to work to show to her pals. She was full of story’s was my Ma’ when she opened up her Sideboard in the parlour…’

 

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