School: Cill Bhriotáin (C.) (roll number 11728)

Location:
Kilbrittain, Co. Cork
Teacher:
Cáit de Búrca
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    About sixty years ago there lived a man named Richard Flynn in the townland of Kilgobbin and in the parish of Ballinaspittle.

    About sixty years ago there lived a man
    named Richard Flynn in the townland of
    Kilgobbin and in the parish of Ballinaspittle.
    He was a great runner and won a lot of prizes
    My grandfather, Patrick Cronin was a great dancer.
    He lived in the townland of Ballinscubbig
    and in the parish of Ballinspittle.
    John O’Donovan, a famous singer, lived at Gortnacrusha.
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Topics
    1. time
      1. historical periods by name (~25)
        1. penal times (~4,335)
    Language
    English
    Collector
    Patrick Cronin
    Gender
    Male
    Address
    Ballynascubbig, Co. Cork
    Informant
    Mrs Cronin
    Gender
    Female
    Address
    Ballynascubbig, Co. Cork
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    An orangeman named Lannin of Bandon was killed at Timoleague nearly 100 years ago.

    An Orangeman named Lannin of Bandon was killed at Timoleague nearly 100 years ago.
    The man who killed him sought refuge in the house of Lannin’s father.
    This event is referred to in the famous ballad “Orange + Green”.
    The night was falling dreary in merry Bandon town
    When in his cortage weary an Orangeman lay down
    The summer sun in splendour had set upon the vale
    And shouts of no surrender arose upon the gale
    (continues on next page)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.