The second half of the nineteenth century marked a watershed in the study of Irish antiquities, for it was in these decades that the gentlemanly pursuit of antiquarianism was replaced by the science of archaeology, and the amateur antiquary yielded his place to the professional archaeologist. This wa
Live from my recording studio in Northern Ireland
The Slippy Floor Gang
Dublin Port - 24 April 2015, 09:06AM
Shot on a Canon 550D
On 11 March 1923 James Joyce wrote a short letter to his benefactress Harriet Shaw Weaver. After discussing Ulysses and the medical treatment he was receiving for his failing eyesight, he added, almost by way of a postscript, the following remarks:
Yesterday I wrote two pages—the first I have written since the final _
I came late to vegetable growing, and I'm still an amateur. I could be tidier - you can tell from the pics, probably - and I could probably squeeze more growing into my three small raised beds and other corners than I do. But still, I thought I'd bring you along with me this year...
Here we are in mid-February. Too early to plant anything, but last year's garlic has survived the winter well and promises a bumper crop.
garlic, planted last November...
As for the perennials, the early rhubarb looks well (forgive the weeds! A job for this weekend.)
And the wild garlic is coming up in the 'woodland understorey' bed (so-called because it's in deep shade a lot of the time, so I've planted it up with varieties you'd naturally find in an Irish woodland.)
Now, just to look through the seed bank - with my little helper.
This is Zeke, helping!
A few days back I published an article about a recent trip to Ireland’s Boyne valley. That account of Newgrange took us back to the dawn of the human presence on my island. But a few miles away - a delightful drive through winding lanes and crisp winter sunshine, the mist all gone by now - lie two of the most evocative monuments of a different spirituality. This second part introduces Monasterboice with its celtic christianity, and Mellifont abbey, from a time when the Roman rule had ousted the religion of Patrick’s precursors.
Once again the photographs are by @janicesmith.
Founded in the late 5th century by Saint Buite (who died around 521), Monasterboice was an important religious centre until the establishment of nearby Mellifont in 1142. After 400 years of worship, the settlement was captured by invading Vikings in 968 AD, who were then comprehensively expelled by Donal, the Irish High King of Tara.
The Monasterboice round t
The Antrim hills are a rich walking environment, with landscapes ranging from the fertile and famously picturesque Glens, to upland blanket bogs that look (and feel) bleak but represent a globally-important example of this habitat (and a valuable carbon sink.) Today the landscape is given over to farming and forestry, but this wasn’t always the case, as I discovered when I walked the Dungonnell Way.
The Dungonnel Way was an initiative led by Glenravel Environmental Improvement Association that has created a 9.5-mile circular walk. Funding for the project was by the Environment and Heritage Service and the Causeway Coast and Glens Heritage Trust. The waymarked trail is described by the Walk NI website as ‘an outstanding opportunity to experience the isolation of the Antrim Hills without getting your feet wet as the entire length is on hard surface’, alhough a couple of irresistible short detours did see me in the boggy ground.
An outstanding opportunity to exper
‘...the magical imaginations of these early proto-farmers, the first Irishmen and Irishwomen exploring the rhythms of the dank island. ‘
It is easy to be inspired by elsewheres. I’ve written about the god-trumpeting temples of Baalbek, and about the geological dreamscape of the valleys of Cappadocia with their fairy chimneys and rock-carved hermit-warrens. On Malta and Gozo, I’ve explored megalithic structures older than the pyramids - again, it was like a glimpse into an utterly alien world.
It’s no surprise that all of these are Unesco World Heritage Sites. And it’s no surprise either that they are to be found in and around the Mediterranean. Here in Ireland, at the edge of Europe, couldn’t be much further from that cradle of civilisation. But then last week I decided to renew my acquaintance with a home-grown world heritage site, the chamber grave at Newgrange in Ireland’s Boyne Valley.
This article aims to introduce the Newgrange site, and some of
Unfortunately, I haven’t been anywhere other than at a desk, trying to learn a little Java and SQL and studying enterprise integration and APIs - interesting stuff, but nothing to write to you guys about. Now, though...
Now, though, the pressure’s off, a little, my homebrew ale and hedgerow wine is ready, and I thought it was time to return to Steemit with some articles about the heritage and archaeology of Ireland, walks in the landscapes of the North, and Belfast’s best historic pubs.
I’ve recently visited Newgrange and some of the other sites in the fascinating Bru na Boinne in County Meath, and hope to share some of my observations soon. Here’s a taster:
And more recent archaeology - this time the remains of a short-lived Victorian iron-mining industry in County Antrim - was explored in a hike along the Dungonnell Way, a trail I’d not come across before.
Further down the pipeline, I’ve
It was a cold wet day in Dublin attending my first Steemit Meetup but ironically that meant my glasses fogged up with Steem when I entered the pub. After the fog cleared from my glasses I looked around and the place was packed ...
but to my disappointment most weren't there for the Steemit Meetup :(
@beanz @demotruk @ishtar and me @eroche made it. It was good to talk to others that are passionate about Steemit, hear stories from Steemfest and share and learn some new things about the platform. @beanz has posted a video of the 4 of us on her feed https://steemit.com/dublin/@beanz/dublin-steemit-meetup. Great to meet you guys. I look forward to the next Steemit meetup.
The night did give me inspiration for my next series of posts. A few years ago a man wrote a book about his visit to all the pubs in Dublin. Yes **All 900 of t
Just 4 of us steemians in Ireland got together last night for a couple drinks. It was wonderful to meet @eroche and @ishtar. If there are any other steemians in the area we'd be happy to do another meetup!
... Maybe in a slightly quieter pub next time 😉
OK, I'm a little mortified about sharing this but here goes. This is a routine I came up with last year at the IADF.
Note that I only had a day to come up with this routine, I chose the song myself and couldn't do many of these tricks 5 days earlier. As mentioned in my last post I'm hoping to do my first live performance at the annual show at the end of the 2 week Irish Aerial Dance Festival. So this is something I could maybe tidy up and make beautiful, since I have the routine laid out already...
Like I said, ONE DAY to come up with the routine... I'm aware it should look miles better lol.
This festival brings together the greatest trainers and range of classes from across the world to teach every level of ability from complete beginner to advanced performers. I've just bought my ticket for €569.25 (including booking fee) and this will be my third time attending the 2 week long training festival. I know I'm not the only aerialist on steemit and I hope @eveningstar92 might see this when she returns to steemit.
This is what I wait for all year round. If you want it to be it can be an incredibly intense 2 weeks that turn you into a superhero! We even have a superhero
In the early 19th century, scholarship was primarily concerned with establishing the identity of the architects of Newgrange. Was the monument constructed by foreign invaders—Danes, for instance—or was it of native origin? The age of the monument was a secondary issue, though we do begin to detect a nascent tendency to push the date of construction into the remote past.
Strolling along a country lane; my holiday to the ‘Old Country’ of my ancestors is half-way through. Up ahead, not too far, I see glimpses of a cottage.
The hedges are high and dense; birds and animals will make good use of the undergrowth for homes, shelter and food source – a few of those animals that are using the hedge for shelter will, no doubt, become sustenance for others. Nature is a paradox and that’s for sure.
My great-granny was a wonderful story-teller so I’m told. I do remember her, but I was very small when she passed on. I had to hear the stories from my granny who admitted to me once that she was by no means as talented a storyteller as her mother had been.
Tales and stories of superstitious folk who treated our kind with a sort of wary respect came to my ears from someone who had been a child when they left Éire’s shores to settle in England. She had been protected from the worst of the persecution, the anger, fear and misunderstanding. Great-G
Evan and I just had a joint together in the Hunter's Pub in the Amsterdam, Netherlands.
I showed him Steemit and was wondering what I should write about today. He's from Ireland and when I asked him what is special in his region he said potatoes (they call it shpuds, lol).
Now, potatoes are not the most exciting topic and as we were looking for something else he told me that his friend makes music.
Evans friend is called Frantiq Antix and is a rapper. <a href="https://soundcloud.com/gmcbeats/fr
In Part 4 of this series we saw that the Irish antiquary and Fellow of the Royal Society Thomas Molyneux first learned of the discovery of Newgrange from his Welsh colleague Edward Lhwyd, who wrote to him on the subject in January 1700. A few years later Molyneux visited the site in person and examined the monument for himself. In 1726 he published the results of his observations as an appendix to a rev
On 20 May 1921 the Scottish cartoonist John Millar Watt created a comic strip for The Daily Sketch entitled Reggie Breaks It Gently. The protagonist, soon to be renamed Pop, was a stout businessman sporting a tall hat and tailcoat. The strip chronicled his family life rather than his career in the City. Pop was a henpecked husband with two daughters, a son and baby. The strip was hugely successful and ran until 1949.
It can hardly be a coincidence that early in 1923 a similar