The day the pigs and granddad ran away.

Published in Personal History

My  mums  name  is  Dolores  Henderson  now  but  back  in  1970  she  was  known  as  Dolores  Mc  Dermott.

A little back ground to my mum.  She lived in a Place called Corrigeenboy near Ballyfarnon, Co.  Roscommon.   This rural area was made up of small farmers.  Children helped on the farms.  After  her  dad  died  in  the  house  lived  my  mum,  her  mum  and  her  granddad  aged  89 years.

The  day  my  mum  remembers  very  clearly  even  to  this  day  was  the  day  she  was  left  in  charge  of  the  house.

Her  mum  had  to  go  to  Boyle  which  to  my  mum  sounded  like  it  was  America  as  she  had  gone  no  further  than  Geevagh,  Ballyfarnon  or  Kilmactranny  where  she  attended  National  School.  Her mums transport was the bicycle.

She  was  told  to  do  the  different  jobs  like  feeding  the  calves,  hens  and  pigs.  She also had to go to the well for water.  The  well  was  about  one  and  a  half  miles  away  but  this  had  to  be  done  everyday  for  clean  water.

The  most  important  job  was  to  watch  her  grandfather  every  minute  of  the  day  because  as  they  said  them  days  he  was  doting  and  would  wander  away.  Mum  told  me  when  he  got  away  he  could  walk  very  fast  and  she  was  not  able  to  keep  up  with  him.

Things  were  going  well  calves  fed,  cows  got  water,  hens  were  feed.

Time to check granddad and he was ok.  He  told  mum  he  would  help  her  with  the  pigs  so  mum  was  delighted  with  the  help.  Food ready off to the shed they go.  Granddad  opens  the  door  wide  and  what  happens  next  was!!!

Sow  and  she  thinks  it  was  10  or  11  piglets  get  lose.  Out  of  the  shed  they  run,  down  the  lane  to  the  crossroads  and  in  all  directions  after  that.   Mum was running trying to catch them but could not.  Her granddad was left.

Help  came  to  mums  aid  from  the  neighbours  .  The day was spent looking for sow and piglets.  Her  Mum  arrived  home  on  her  bicycle  from  Boyle  and  not  pleased  with  the  sight!  no  Grandfather,  no  Dolores  and  shed  door  wide  open.

Many  hours  later  sow  and  piglets  were  back  safe  in  the  shed  but  Granddad  was  still  missing  and  it  was  getting  dark.

Cows  had  to  be  milked  so  mum  went  to  get  them  from  the  field  while  the  neighbours  said  they  would  look  for  her grandfather.  Mum  arrived  at  the  gate  of  the  field  and  who  was  inside  the  hedge  but  her  granddad.  She  took  him  home  and  got  given  out  to  for  causing  such  mayhem  that  day.


By:  Edel Henderson

Dolores Henderson has given permission for her name to be published by the history of Ireland website.


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