Until 1925, when the hydro station at Ardnacrusha was started, there was a certain amount of electrical power in use around the country: this was generated and distributed by small producers, mostly in the cities and the larger towns. Some private houses also had systems, but these were few and far between.
After the First World War, and with the advent of independence in Ireland, certain individuals put forward, commendable, but rather vague, suggestions about utilising the abundant water power available in Ireland. 'If all our rivers were harnessed,' they said, 'we could light the universe.'- a bit fanciful, one would think.
He dreamt of a huge central generating plant, located on the river Shannon, which would pump its life enhancing energy into all corners of our island. He put his plan to Patrick McGilligan, Minister for Industry and Commerce, who became an enthusiastic supporter. After strong opposition from less than imaginative banking and commercial groups, the government finally gave the go-ahead. On the 4th of August, 1925, a labourer, with a ceremonial pick, shovel and crowbar on his back, walked into a field in Ardnacrusha and the Shannon Scheme was officially under way.
On the 29th of July 1929, he ceremonially walked out again and the Shannon Hydro Electric Scheme was officially ready to generate.
During the 1930s, the E.S.B. had made giant strides in their determined scheme for the 'electrification of the whole Free State'. By 1930 they had, amazingly, succeeded in bringing electricity to 40,000 homes, but by 1939 this had risen to 160,000 and staff had risen from 1,600 to 2,500 during the same period.
By 1943, 95% of the urban and semi-urban population had been supplied; still, only 50% of the total population had electricity; and this deprived 50% was predominantly rural.
Electric light: Land owners adjacent to the village have been notified that certain trees will be removed to facilitate the erection of poles to carry the E.S.B.'s overhead mains for the purpose of installing electric light in Taghmon. The work of extending the mains is expected to start about the 14th inst. Free Press 8th Mar. 1941
Electric light: The parochial house, the church and a number of houses in the village are being wired in anticipation of the extension of the E.S.B. current in the near future. Free Press 21st June 1941
E.S.B.: About a score of men are erecting poles and the work is nearing completion. The current is expected by September. The village is now a network of poles and it is hoped that the Health Board will see to the public lighting without delay as the streets will be very dark in the winter nights and the poles will be an added obstruction. Free Press 19th July 1941
Solving the Problem: The lighting problem in Taghmon has been the source of much speculation and inconvenience, and as the evenings grow longer the situation will become more tense. Many families in the district are compelled to grope their way to bed in darkness, as paraffin and candles are unobtainable. Up to forty years ago, farmers in the district who were in the habit of killing their own pigs at given periods, melted down the rendered fat, making their own dip candles which, it is said, gave comparatively good light. Many who took part in these operations state that a remarkably large number of candles were made in this manner from the fat of one pig. There is no reason why this method of candle making should not be reverted to where pigs are killed for home consumption. Mr. George Hurn, Taghmon, has produced some excellent examples composed of wax and mutton fat; but unfortunately his supply of raw material is inadequate to meet the demand. He uses old bicycle pumps as moulds. The finished article is slightly larger than the ordinary candle, giving very good results. The People 9th Aug. 1941.
Electric light: The extenuation of the overhead E.S.B. cables throughout
the village has been completed and private houses are getting wired up
as quickly as possible for the new lighting service. With the shortage of
candles and lamp oil the electric current is particularly welcome.
Free Press 2nd Aug. 1941.
Electric Light Installation: Taghmon had its church, business
establishments and many private houses electrically lighted for the first
time on Friday of last week. During peace devotions on Friday evening,
the large congregation in St. Fintan's Church witnessed this beautiful
church being electrically lighted for the first time. The People 4th Oct.
1941
The eleven cottages in Mahoney's Row- or, 'The Dardanelles' as they
were sometimes referred to - were not connected until 1949: the
anomaly was due to their being classed as rural. Also, like everywhere
else, the village had its quota of dissidents - the last house was
connected in 1971, thirty years after the first.
It is of interest, also, to note, that in 1944, a labourer's (i.e. the man
who 'dug the deep holes and hoisted the long poles and dragged out the
grey wire across the land') wages were £2-15s-0d a week; a linesman
(he worked on top of the pole) earned £4-0s-0d, a driver £3-15s-0d and
an electrician £5-0s-0d. A unit of electricity cost 0.61 old pence and
was known as 'the charge of the light brigade'. (a unit had cost 1.11 in
1930 but by 1971 it had risen to 1.06) The average customer had a 40
watt bulb in each room and a power point (socket) in the kitchen,
which, in most households, was solely ornamental; the iron, the fridge,
the radio etc, only came along later; and then at the pace of an arthritic
snail.
Prior to September of 1941, when the humming vibrant grey lines
eventually reached the village, Taghmon, after dark, was, for all the
world, like the night-time setting for a Russian production of 'The
Brothers Karamozov'. This was especially true during the long
moonless hours of winter, when windows only managed a sickly
yellow glow, which scarcely reached the footpath. Men conversed in
dark corners, and muffled goodnights were exchanged between
mysterious figures huddled in doorways. When a pub door opened and
a smelly, unsteady bundle paused for a minute or two to find its
bearings, one could see behind it a dimly lit den of swirling grey
smoke, in which crouched figures seemed to collude in conspiratorial
voices. One could hear racking smokers' coughs tearing their way out
from damaged lungs. A hunched, heaving shape, more ailing than the
rest, would be striving desperately to keep down its precious gut-full of
black porter. A rasping high-pitched laugh might sometimes escape
from the wretchedness and drift out into the night. Then the bundle
would merge into the blackness again, as someone slammed the door
shut mid a deluge of obscenities. Curious, paper-chainlike, silhouettes
would materialise, as furtive figures passed in front of the dimly lit
windows. Occasionally, a solitary pony and spring car would echo its
way up the Main Street, recognisable only by the clip-clop of the
pony's shoes and the clatter of the iron wheels. The sound would
continue up the Ross Road and peter into obscurity as it passed beyond
the Bank of Ireland. Maybe, if the wind were suitable, its eerie echoes
would still be audible from as far out as Josie's Turn. A slightly nervous
voice might be heard whispering from the shadows, 'God Almighty,
lads! –It's the dead coach!'
Fr. Scallan had scarcely thrown the switch when the residents were
clamouring for street lamps. (And why not?) They found that, even
though the scary eerie shadows had been almost totally eliminated from
fearful corners in pub and living room, the constant nightly exposure to
the unaccustomed glare from electric bulbs played havoc with their
former cat like ability to negotiate the pitch black night-time streets. So
for the next eight years, while they waited in vain for the ever promised
illuminations, the winter darkness was constantly rent with screams of
agony and groans of pain as people crashed headlong into the newly
erected poles, fallen bicycles, patient asses left unattended outside
public houses, abandoned wheelbarrows and sometimes, each other.
The following is a condensed version of the long crusade waged by a
persistent Taghmon man, Mike Martin, in the notes section of the Free
Press, in search of those elusive streetlights. During the eight-year
campaign, his gruesome accounts of those multiple accidents were
cleverly deployed as a propaganda machine.
No Lights: Owing to the number of street accidents during the winter
nights every year residents of the village are hoping that the Co.
Council will provide street lighting during this winter. Free Press 5th
Dec. 1942
At Last: It is understood that the street lighting in Taghmon, by the
E.S.B., will be in operation as from October 1st. The long desired
convenience will give much satisfaction to the residents. Free Press 11th
Sept. 1943
Street Lighting: The long awaited lighting of the streets by electricity
has not yet materialised. Owing to the frequency of minor accidents in
the streets at night the residents hope that the promise of adequate
public lighting will soon be fulfilled. Free Press 11th Dec. 1943
Development Association: An effort is being made to revive the local
Development Association with a view to expediting the sewerage and
public lighting schemes and bringing about other improvements. Free
Press 8th Jan. 1944
Accident: Paddy Donovan, of Stream St., the local postman and helper
with Mr. R. E. Corish's auctions, fell and broke his arm when going
home on Saturday night. The absence of public lighting in the streets is
blamed for the mishap. Free Press 22nd Feb. 1944
Public Lighting: A memorial is being signed in Taghmon requesting the
County Manager to expedite the provision of public lighting of the
streets before the winter, as in recent years many accidents have
occurred each winter on the dark streets and footpaths. Free Press 2nd
Sept. 1944.
There was also talk of a cinema around this time - it opened on July
19th 1945- but that's another story.
A Public Demand: A memorial to the County Council to provide public
lighting for the streets of Taghmon will be presented near the church on
Sunday for signatures. Free Press 11th Dec. 1944
Accidents: Three accidents attributed to the absence of lighting
occurred on Thursday night of last week. Two local women who had
been at the church fell in Chapel St. when they walked into a fallen
bicycle in the darkness. One of them broke her wrist and the other
injured her leg. James McGrath, Ballyhurst, crashed into a horse on
the Ross Road and wrecked his bicycle. He was unhurt but his bicycle
was in bits. Free Press 13th Jan. 1945
Street Lighting: A memorial, signed by the ratepayers of Taghmon, has
been sent to the County Manager asking to have streets lights provided
before winter sets in. Free Press 15th Sept. 1945
Street Lighting: The announcement that the County Manager has
arranged to have street lighting in operation for the coming winter is
welcome news in Taghmon, where accidents in the dark streets have
been frequent in recent years. Free Press 29th Sept. 1945
Following a gripe about the telephone system, the following appeared
in the Taghmon Notes: The delay in installing public lighting in the
village is also causing dissatisfaction. Free Press 1st Dec. 1945
More Calamities: The unlighted streets in the village have caused
numerous falls and collisions during the recent dark nights. Free Press
2nd Feb. 1946
Grievances: The residents in Taghmon village are hoping their long
endured grievance, caused by the want of public lighting and sewerage
schemes, will be remedied before the winter. As privately owned
concerns appear to have no difficulty about getting all the equipment
needed for such facilities, the delay of the Co. Council in meeting the
public need in Taghmon is causing much dissatisfaction. Free Press 21st
Oct. 1946
Accident: A local woman, Mrs. M. Lynam, High St., fell one night
recently and sustained a deep cut on her shin. She is still confined to
bed by the injury. Free Press 30th Oct. 1946
Rural electrification swung into motion on Tuesday, the 5th of
November 1946, at Kilsallaghan, Oldtown, Co. Dublin, when the first
pole was ceremoniously erected. From then, until the initial
development plan was substantially finished, in 1964, the work pace
was frenetic, but more about that further on: let us return to the dark
mean streets of accident plagued Taghmon.
More Casualties: A Miss Furlong, from Barntown, hurt her wrist when
she fell in the darkness of Chapel St. and Jim 'Baker' Walsh sustained
an injury to his nose when he crashes into a pier on Christmas Eve.
Free Press 28th Dec. 1946
Street Lighting: Local people, urged by the comments of numerous
cross-channel visitors to Taghmon regarding the absence of facilities
such as public lighting, waterworks and sewerage in the village, are
hoping that the long delay in providing these amenities will be ended
this year. Free Press 9th Aug. 1947
Around this time a chicken with a duck's head was reported hatched
out in Aughermon.
Black Out: The absence of public lighting in the streets of Taghmon
continues to be a matter for strong grievance among the residents.
Accidents in the streets at night were numerous during recent winters
and will continue to do so while the blackout remains. Free Press 4th
Oct. 1947
Six years and no lights!
Fell into Stream: Mrs Elizabeth Furlong, High St., Taghmon and her
son, Michael, fell into the stream in Stream St., while leaving their
home on Friday night of last week. The unlighted streets contributed to
the accident, which resulted in severe shock for Mrs. Furlong.
Free Press 13th Dec. 1947
Taghmon Street Lighting: The secretary of the local Development
Committee has been informed by the General Manager of Public
Lighting, E.S.B. that the village street lighting will be shortly installed.
The communication has been forwarded to the County Manager and it
is hoped that the twelve lamps (it was three in 1941) will soon be
lighting up the streets. Free Press 29th Dec. 1947
Hope springs eternal . . . .
Of course, a form of street lighting existed in the village, off and on,
from as far back as candles and primitive lanterns were known. A few
people would 'take a great notion' and hang one of these puny things
outside their door. Then they would realise that their neighbours might
be availing of the glimmer and take it in again. The first real effort at
street lighting was made in the early 1900s and two of the lamps can be
clearly seen in photographs of old Taghmon, which appear on pages
105 and 106 of vol. 2. 'Wexford in the Rare oul' Times' by John Hayes
and Nicky Furlong. One was situated at the Creamery Corner, (now the
Old Mill), another at the Courthouse Corner, (now Mike Ryan's), and a
third, of which there is still some evidence, stood sentinel on Keating's
Corner. (now Roche's Castle Bar). They were oil burning and were
tended by the owners of the premises on which they rested. Under these
beacons, the village Hampdens gathered; especially the one at the
Courthouse Corner: every conceivable topic was raised and
exhaustively thrashed out: depths of scholarship were explored and
heights of eloquence achieved that would make the philosophical
dialogues at Plato's Academy seem like the babbling of drunks at a
wake. Unfortunately, tradition tells us that these handsome but
primitive illuminations had little impact on the surrounding darkness
and eventually succumbed to apathy. The late Mike Waters used to
quote Clem Molloy, famous iconoclast and wit, as saying that, 'When
the "so-an-so" things were lit, the "so-an-so" place got darker!'
Public Lighting: It is stated that all that is now needed for the
installation of electric lighting in the streets of the village is the
sanction of the County Council, or an order from them for the
installation. If that be so some local pressure should be applied by the
residents and the people of the surrounding area who frequent
Taghmon in the evenings, to have a few lamps set up now that the dark
nights of a long winter are at hand. Free Press 11th Sept. 1948
Seven years and no lights.
In the Dark: The residents of Taghmon are still wondering why the
proposed twelve lights have not been erected in the village. They
cannot understand the delay and are anxious in view of the coming of
the winter nights. Free Press 29th Sept. 1948
Street Lighting: A letter sent by the County Manager to Miss O'Ryan
M.C.C. saying that the E.S.B. had intimated that street lights cannot be
provided in Taghmon until a supply of brackets is available, and that
the E.S.B. hoped to have brackets made locally, has caused
disappointment. Owing to the number of accidents in recent years in
the dark streets, the residents hoped that the agitation for lighting
would have been successful before the coming of winter. Free Press 9th
Oct. 1948
And the good people of Taghmon, hath said onto the Lord, 'Oh, Lord,
give us light!' and the good Lord, being generous, opened the heavens
and gave them a flood.
Street Lighting: E.S.B. officials completed the installation of the public
lights during the week and it is expected they will be switched on this
Friday (See above). The light will be welcomed by the residents, who
hope that an early effort to complete the sewerage system will be made
(It would take until 1961) to satisfy their long continued demand for
modern amenities in the village. Free Press 2nd Apr. 1949
THE RURAL SCENE As stated, the possibility of an immediate start to the programme was
out of the question because of the war; but, now that they had got
confirmation of what the financial situation would be they could, at
least, chart the road ahead with confidence, knowing that as soon as the
war was over, and abundant materials were again available, they would
be free to embark on the greatest rural revolution in Ireland since the
Land Reforms of the 1880s and 1890s.
On Tuesday the 5th of November, 1946, at Kilsallaghan, Oldtown, Co.
Dublin, the transformation began. Eleven men, including a
photographer, took part in the ceremonial raising of a pole and rural
electrification was under way. As the pole was raised in the gathering
dusk of that November evening, those present realised that a start was
being made on a scheme which was to bring new life to the hills and
valleys of rural Ireland, and a new outlook and an a new hope to those
who dwelt there.
Even though the E.S.B's revolutionary scheme swept over the
countryside, and gained momentum as each new area was completed,
there was still an amount of conservatism and ignorance to be
overcome. 'It'll burn the house down', or, 'It'll draw lightning', were
two oft quoted objections to be heard from troglodytical antagonists.
It was more than thirteen years after that faithful evening in
Kilsallaghan, before it finally reached Ballyhurst (as the 23 square
miles of area around Taghmon village was known) even though all of
the surrounding areas were completed during the early and middle
1950s. This meant that if, in 1955, a resident of Ballyhurst stood at a
high vantage point on a dark winter evening, he could watch (with
understandable envy) as a circular sweep of winking lights come
tantalisingly to life, while he himself was condemned to a cycle of
darkness. From the cross of Waddingtown, along the south side of the
road to Tullicanna, across the country to the Rock of Carrigbyrne, down
the Wexford road to Larkin's Cross, over to the Kingsford and back
again to Waddingtown, all was aglow. He could wonder why he was
being ignored. Why were all these people being given priority? Why
was Bannow (an area which reached as close to Taghmon as Stenning's
of Ardinagh) given the power in 1950? Why were Piercestown-
Ballycogley-Bridgetown supplied in early 1951, Kilmore-Rathangan
1952/53, Castlebridge 1953, Killurin 1953/54, Galbally 1955, Camross-
Adamstown 1955/56, and Foulksmills 1955/56? To find the answer to
that question our envious observer would have had to delve a little
deeper than posing the question to his next door neighbour. Perhaps the
explanation was a preponderance of endemic ignorance.
The Ballyhurst area had been canvassed in late 1958, and out of 308
households visited 135 had refused, 101 had accepted, 14 were
doubtful, 52 accepted but were deemed uneconomical and would
require special service at extra cost, and 6 were vacant and not seen.
Finally, 133 were connected at a cost of £22,000. 801 poles were used
in the building of 70km of line. In 1963, during post development, a
number of householders who had refused supply in 1958 were
connected, along with most of the uneconomical ones. A few remained
adamantly entrenched in the nineteenth century, but gradually, they too,
were made to see the light. Nowadays, you'd need to know where to
look to find a die-hard. But, they are there.
On a dull, drizzly afternoon in December, 1959, at Poulmarle,
Taghmon, eight men stood, ankle deep, in a muddy field, their
shoulders and hands covered in creosote. They had just,
unceremoniously, erected the first of the 801 poles needed to bring the
electric current to the Ballyhurst area. During the next few weeks they
advanced through, Forrest, Cloghulatagh, Mulmintra, Modubeg,
Kilgarvan, Camross, and on to Willy Kelly's field in Ballyvergin. There
they met with an existing line, which came down from Adamstown and
Clonroche. This 6.4km line of nine meter poles was designed to carry
three steel core aluminium cables, capable of taking ten kilovolts of
electricity and, when fitted, would link up the Barntown-Bannow line
with the New Ross-Enniscorthy line. The eight men present at that
historic event were, Ned McDonald, Newcastle Lane, Newbawn
(R.I.P.), Ned 'Sash' McDonald, Hill of the Barracks, Newbawn
(R.I.P.), Ned McDonald, Ballinamona Lane, Newbawn (R.I.P.), Martin
Whelan, Shanoule (R.I.P.), Matty Cullen, Green Road, Little
Cullenstown (R.I.P.), Bill Fitzpatrick, Coolaw, Taghmon (R.I.P.)
Eamon McDonald, Hill of the Barracks, Newbawn and Jimmy O'Brien,
(chargehand) Bree.
By mid April 1960, the task was completed. A spider's web of
vibrant wire had, almost overnight, changed the lives of the Ballyhurst
residents forever.
The Switch On
Switch on: Very Rev. T. Scallan, P. P. switched on the current for the
village at 5pm on Friday of last week (26th Sep. 1941). St. Fintan's
Church was the first place illuminated. The shops and houses threw out
a bright glow of light when darkness fell and Taghmon was looking its
best. Free Press 4th Oct. 1941
Taghmon BC (before current)
Taghmon village BC had finally dipped a tentative toe into the 'dolce
vita' of the mid-twentieth century: but there was still a long long way to
go before it was fully immersed and swimming freely.
The Long Crusade For Street Lighting
More Light: An effort is being made to have at least three public lamps
erected in the village owing to the difficulty of negotiating the up and
down paths from one street to another in the dark. Free Press 22nd Nov
1941
It Never Rains But It Pours
Cloudburst: There was a massive, thunderous, cloudburst in Taghmon
on Sunday last, the 14th and cascades of water roared down the Main
Street towards Mahoney's Row. Free Press 20th Nov. 1948
Hallelujah! . .'We have seen the lights!'
But the deluge proved to be a benign omen, for on April Fool's Day,
1949, it happened: the long sought after streetlights in Taghmon village
were finally switched on. After seven and a half years of waiting, the
scratching of Mike Martin's fountain pen had at last been answered.
The people of Taghmon rejoiced; the dancing demons in the dark night
time corners would be no more; piercing screams of agony would no
longer echo down the Castle Alley, around the Green Gardens, or along
the length of Mahoney's Row. The sickening thud of falling bodies
would be silenced forever. Nocturnal visitors would wave to each other
and call out cheerful words of greeting from across the lighted streets.
The delightful melody of happy laughing voices would be a joy to hear;
the evil menace of being crippled for life would be over; the
nightmarish eerie monsters of the unlit streets would soon be only a
memory. Darkness had been dealt a dazzling blow - the future was
bright . . .well, at least, promising. . .
And Four Months Later
Radio Reception: A protest is being sent from Taghmon to the Minister
for Post and Telegraphs regarding interference with radio reception.
Free Press 30th July 1949
. . .And so the lobbying continued, through one medium or another,
down through the years, and, to date, an amazing amount of positive
achievement has been attained; and, as the man said, 'If you want to see
my monument, look around you.'
Ballyhurst
And dragged out the grey wire across the land;
There were swans and swallows flyin' o'er the hollows,
And air break switches down close at hand.The Realisation of a Vision
As stated earlier, the consuming ambition of Tom McLoughlin was to
supply electric power to every home in every corner of rural Ireland.
All through the 1930s, even when the E.S.B.'s focus was concentrated
solely on urban centres, both big and small, this burning zeal never left
him. Even after the outbreak of the war, in 1939, when seemingly
insurmountable problems were looming ahead, he still cradled his
treasured objective. In a wide ranging lecture to the Institute of
Engineers, in March, 1940, McLoughlin reviewed the progress of the
previous decade but then turned his attention to the mass of the
population to whom electricity supply is not as yet available . . .those
living in the truly rural areas and mainly engaged in agricultural
production. They are the section of the population from which comes
the social evil of the flight from the land, an evil which is a great source
of worry to our community. McLoughlin saw rural electrification,
which represented the application of modern science and engineering,
as one of the key ways of raising the standard of rural living and getting
to the root of this social evil. But there were snags. A war was raging in
Europe, which would make it next to impossible to acquire the vast
amount of equipment needed for such a huge venture. Also, the
expenditure involved in the building of supply lines, over mountain and
bog, to remote rural areas, would be so astronomical as to render it an
uneconomical venture. Unless substantial government sponsorship was
forthcoming, a viable charge per unit would be out of reach of all but a
few. Finally, after much to-ing and fro-ing, the government agreed to a
50 per cent sponsorship, and the way was now clear for McLoughlin
and the E.S.B. to draw up plans for the mammoth project ahead.


THE SHANNON SCHEME
I'd write a poem on a noble theme;
I'd sing the story and chant the glory
Of that wondrous project, The Shannon Scheme.
In Ballinavally mid oak and sally
I sat me down and I dreamed a dream,
Of more employment and more enjoyment
And happier homes through The Shannon Scheme.
From old Clonlara to distant Tara,
The power will gush in a splendid stream;
From high Tountinna to Loughlaninna
All, all are linked with The Shannon Scheme.
From the farmer's backdoors 'twill start the tractors,
And make their holdings a paying game;
Their land will drain, sir, and hill and plain, sir
Will smile with grain, sir, through The Shannon Scheme.
'Twill light our houses, 'twill stitch our blouses;
'Twill milk our cows and 'twill churn the cream;
'Twill plough and sow, sir, 'twill reap and mow, sir
And raise our dough, sir, The Shannon Scheme.
On boats and barges as wide and large as
The Grecian Argo, that ship of fame;
From famed Portroe, sir, and Killaloe, sir
The slates will come by The Shannon Scheme.
So fill your glasses my lads and lasses
All creeds and classes of Irish name;
And toast the Statesmen, those wise and great men,
Who boldly tackled The Shannon Scheme.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
The People
The Free Press.
The ESB museum, Dublin, who supplied me with all the data and who were
ever-ready to assist.
The staff of the County Library, Wexford, who stood on their heads for me.
My daughter, Margaret, for permission to quote from some of her school
essays.
The late James Hughes, Wicklow, who wrote 'The Shannon Scheme'.
Paddy Murphy, Coolcull, Taghmon
Denny Noonan, Enniscorthy.
Joe Kelly, New Ross.
Johnny Ennis, Harristown.
Nuala Carroll, Taghmon.