20th January, 2000


I appeal to dog owners to stop their dogs from fouling the footpaths. It's annoying and indeed distressing to walk into dog's dirt. To make matters worse, you've usually walked into the house
Or the car before discovering it.
Maybe the dog could be encouraged to use the garden - preferably his own! Otherwise could the dog owner bring a doggie scoop and clean up as necessary. As a last resort could the dog be nudged to the edge of the road? Please do have consideration for pedestrians who might like to commune with the world around them and not be forever watching the ground. Have a special thought for the people who are visually impaired and the elderly.
Finally to all dog owners - please remember most of us live in a built up area and barking dogs are a great annoyance. So keep your dog happy and your neighbourhood will appreciate you efforts.

Moira Butler


Dear Editor
I thank you for the space in your well read 'Weekly' for me to let off some steam. I am fuming over the fact that Cork Local; Radio will be axed in a week's time. I am an avid listener for the past 25 years.
The head of RTE was on the Joe Duffy programme on Friday last; I and many more people rang in before the programme. One person from Cork was allowed air her views. I am totally disgusted with Joe Duffy. I will not be listening to his programme again.
People of Cork you have a week to get off your Butts and lobby your TD's. If this happens I will never vote Fianna Fail again. After all we in Cork are paying our TV licences and I am now beginning to wonder for what?
Cork Radio Fan
(Name and address with Editor)


Brookfield House, near the Bon Secours Hospital on the northern side of College Rd., is an architectural gem and another piece of unique Cork heritage that is in dire danger of being erased. This magnificent 1802 Regency edifice was built for the Jennings family, who were for many years involved in the production of chemicals. At one time they owned a vinegar factory near Paul St. in the city. Brookfield is constructed of yellow brick, a fairly unusual material for this city, and exhibits a very interesting style that is in fascinating contrast with the more familiar Georgian mansions of Cork. The University College of Cork has acquired the property and has applied for permission to demolish it, to make way for of all things, a car park. Where on earth are the values of these people? Surely an establishment of higher learning can offer better than this!
The building was occupied up until recently and is eminently saveable. It could provide accommodation or be converted into offices, but it must not be allowed to go the way of so many fine buildings in this city which have been wantonly destroyed over the last 30 or so years. One would hope that members of the departments of Architecture, Archaeology and History (among others) would be outraged by these plans. It would be a safe bet that most of the people using any future car park would live within 30 minutes or so comfortable walk of the place. Whatever the parking problems of this area, this is not an appropriate way to solve them. I call upon all people of good will to oppose this piece of vandalism. It only takes a few minutes to write a letter, or to pick up your phone and contact your T.D. or a talkback radio program. We can use the tools of democratic debate to good effect and try to make the faceless functionaries who inflict their monstrosities on our community do some explaining.
Stephen Hunter, Cork.


I paused for a moment on the North Gate Bridge, having paid my respects to a Marsh neighbour at O'Connors Funeral Parlour. O'Connors and 'Nosey Keeffes' (was Nosey Keeffe a he or she?), last of the familiar business people from days of my youth. Jones Pawnbrokers had a branch next door to the funeral home, with a second on the North main Street side of the bridge.
Employed by Jones in the late 50's and 60's, I witnessed at first hand the sacrifices a generation of Cork womenfolk made to put food on the table for their large families. No mod cons available then. Clothes were washed by hand and women caught in the poverty trap scrubbed floors for a pittance.
We the children of those selfless heroines, who in most cases got no help from husbands too fond of drink, remember with pride those who are dead, and look after others in the winter of their years.
Brogues Hill was located behind 'Nosey Keeffes', the shortest hill in Cork! Remember the pub quiz gag? Q. Name the shortest hill in Cork? A. Seanie Hill the bread man! Five foot nothing in his socks!
A blast of cold January wind woke me from my reminiscing. Pulling my coat collar tighter about my neck I hurried past the edifice of the gate cinema that had changed forever the landscape of other days. I headed home to a warm fire and a loving wife.

Neil O'Donoghue


I am reseaching my father's family in the Douglas area in the hope of finding some living relatives. Con Foley and his wife, Betty were pictured in your 19 August issue. He was described as a well known local historian. Could you tell me how I could contact him. My father was Jeremiah (born in 1903) and his parents were Patrick and Joanna(Mahony) Foley. They are burried in the cemetery near St. Columba's church.

Any help would be appreciated.
Dick Foley, Estero, Florida.