Heading for Glengoole after turning off the M8, there’s a sign to the right for Boulick Burial Ground. I’d been there once before but it wasn’t such a great day for photos. Driving home from Durrow last weekend I decided to stop by again.
Shanrahan Cemetery, just outside Clogheen, is the burial place of Fr. Nicholas Sheehy. Fr. Sheehy was born in Fethard in 1728 and was Parish Priest in Clogheen. He was a friend of the ‘Whiteboys’, (a secret Irish organisation that rebelled against landlords and tithe collectors).
In 1766 Fr. Sheehy was tried in Clonmel for the murder of a John Bridge. He was convicted, and hung, drawn and quartered (a very gruesome death that I cringe at the thought of, ever since watching Braveheart). He protested his innocence to the end, and I read somewhere that, to this day, a black cloud hangs over Clonmel as a result of this wrongdoing. I can testify though that the black could only appears when I hang my washing out.
Detailed information on Fr. Sheehy can be found on Waterford Museum’s website. It’s an interesting read.
I’m trying to identify the name of this cemetery near Ballymacarbry. Ally and I passed it on the way to Ardmore at the weekend and stopped to take some photos. It’s quite close to the grotto which is on the opposite side of the road.
Anyone any ideas?
Edit: I stumbled across a reference on Excavations.ie to a ‘Teampull na mBeinéad’ in Ballymacarbry, (Bennetschurch). The building in the photo below is an old schoolhouse. It would be nice to know when the schoolhouse was built and when it ceased to operate as a school. The website refers to the east wall of the church, which I think I saw on the day, but the site is extremely overgrown so it’s hard to know.
Meanwhile….on the 365 pix project…
My camera lens is FUBARED. At some stage it must have gotten a hard knock. The filter is wedged well and truly on, and there’s something rattling around inside which results in the focus ring jamming every so often. It’s a matter of (a long) time before I can afford a new one but all donations are greatly received in the meantime. 😉
I’m quite a bit behind with the whole 365 project, not because of the camera, but partly due to putting in some work for my Honours Degree (4 years finished….finally), and partly because a close family member wasn’t well over the last few months and I had to do a bit of running around to hospitals, doctors, etc.
With another close family member undergoing hospital treatment at the moment, I thought it was as good a time as any to visit The Holy Cross in Clonmel. I’m not very religious or anything, but I feel that God must be able to hear a prayer or two when it’s said at the top of a hill under a great, big holy cross.
The Holy Year Cross
Situated at the base of the Comeraghs, at the top of ‘Cnoc a Chomortais’, the Holy Year Cross was erected in 1950. Every year, on the August Bank Holiday, locals make the short climb to the top of the hill where mass is said.
I say ‘short climb’, but the truth is that the small space for cars to park at the base of the hill is VERY small, so for anyone who turns up late, then a longer walk is involved…and possibly a visit to A&E, suffering from exhaustion, before you ever make it to the cross.
I had some job keeping the rain off my lens for these photos, and the wind was something else. As I entered the church grounds clutching my camera to me, a man hurrying towards his car gave me a look that implied that I was completely bonkers.
He was probably right. And not just because of the photos.
Clonbeg Church, Glen of Aherlow
Clonbeg Church was built in the 1800s and is Church of Ireland. The graveyard is both Catholic and Church of Ireland. Within the church grounds, the remains of an old medieval church can be seen and are covered almost entirely in ivy.
My 365 pix have fallen a little by the wayside recently. I’m determined to find 365 great places to visit in Tipperary (especially free places), and blog about them. I’ll be pulling back on daily posts though and taking photos just three or four days a week, or whenever I get time, so it won’t be a 365 pix in the generally accepted sense.
Anyway, onto photo number 35!
Moore Abbey, Glen of Aherlow
Moore Abbey is a bit of an unfortunate place. It was founded in 1204 by the King of Thomond, Donough Gairbreach O’Brien as a Franciscan abbey and, apparently, it took 300 years to build (Ref: Aherlow Website). It was burned four times during the course of building, by the armies of Desmond and Ormond. It was burned to the ground in 1472 and rebuilt in 1473. Continue reading
I’ve passed this church a million times (I could be exaggerating slightly) over the last few years. It’s an eyecatching sight perched at the top of a hill over a public house called ‘The Halfway House’ on the Clonmel to Fethard road. Continue reading
Because I had to drive to Abbeyleix the other day, I included this on my travels. I know it’s in Kilkenny, but it’s not a million miles away from Urlingford really….well, not really…is it?
Grangefertagh Church and Round Tower
I thought at first that the tower was in someone’s farmyard, but there’s a very narrow road up to the side of it with just enough space outside the tower to park a very very small car in.
There’s a story in Newcastle that the old church at Middlequarter was set alight by Cromwell and his men while people were inside. The story is widely debated though, and others believe that it was ‘a warrior’ by the name of Prendergast who lived at Curraghcloney Castle who burnt the church. Afterwards he built a new fortified residence, the remains of which can be seen not far from the ruins of the church, and from which the village of Newcastle takes its name.
Despite its rather horrific history, Newcastle church and graveyard is not a place where I’ve felt uneasy. The graveyard is still in use, judging by the fresh flowers and Christmas wreaths adorning several of the graves.
Newcastle/Middlequarter Church and Graveyard
There’s room for a couple of cars beside the graveyard, and it’s a very short walk from the village if you fancy parking your car there instead. The graveyard is reasonably well maintained, especially the newer section. Proceed with caution if you venture around the back of the church on a wet day – as I did. The ground is uneven and quite marshy. (No…I didn’t have boots….again…)
There’s nothing like a cold blast of air and two icy feet to start the morning off. With an hour to kill before I dropped my daughter to school and started a day of “Mum’s taxi-runs”, I ventured out to Newcastle to look for Mullough Abbey.
Coming from Clonmel you can’t miss the signposted pillar beside the new graveyard….unless you’re me….so I drove by it and into Newcastle before I realised the error of my ways.
Mullough Abbey, Newcastle
The abbey is in a lovely spot, but it’s an awful pity about the perimeter wall. I wonder is there any chance that there’s a plan to cover it with natural stone, or even grow a hedge to cover it.