Then he spun his shuttle to and fro - wove the cloth. The loom on which the flannel was made was in the bedroom in which my father spent the night and he has distinct recollections of the unpleasant odour of wool and oil which made his night uncomfortable.

Hand-woven cloths.- I have in my possession, a hand-woven table-cloth, sheet and towel, got from Bridget Dunlea.* They belonged to her mother, before she got married, so that they are well over a hundred years old, but they are in excellent condition. The sheet has a sewing down the middle. The table-cloth is rather coarse and very heavy, but the towel is of a beautiful texture. All are marked in tiny cross-stitch with the owners' initials M.B.H. (Mary. B. Hayes)

Punch Jug - something like the water-jug in modern bedroom ware but about half the size

The Dunlea's farm-house was a thatched house with a very large kitchen. The front door had (and still has) a half-door and the kitchen also contained till recent years a large "settle" bed, which was folded up by day to a roomy seat. Many of these settle beds are still to be found in this district.
Up till quite recently there were always travellers poor men & women, in the habit of coming to the house