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Blog: Local Support For Clough, Ballacolla Senior Hurling Team

We hear about the local support for a local hurling team and everyone in Ireland is very familiar with the game of hurling.  When a team is running high, that is, when it has gotten to the county finals then we see what the local support is like.  We see the flags, the cars, the bunting.  The first year I came to live in Clough the senior hurling team got to the county final (and won).  This year again the Clough:Ballacolla senior hurling team got to the county final as did the under 12 team.  The seniors had to play Camross in the final, and they did that last Sunday and won.


I decided to photograph as much as I could of the local support to this team.

Naturally one thing struck me in all of this support, look at the image that I have labelled Aghaboe, there’s a play on words there.  Danny and Shane surname is Hanlon and just down the road from this sign is another outside the Hanlon Kitchen & Bedroom business that they run.  Another team member is involved with a furniture business over in Portlaoise and that is  Tom Delaney.

Two more photos

 

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Clough, Ballacolla, Co. Laois (Queen’s Co.)

This village,I live in it, we call it Clough and that sounds like the word ‘cluck’.  The word that is spelled ‘Clogh’ sounds like ‘clock’


Here in Clough, we have a problem, those that spell our road signs are very confused about what our name is, some call us ‘Clogh’ others call us ‘Clough’.  I did get photographs of both sets of spellings on official signposts but somehow between the jigs and the reel I have lost the ‘Clough’ sign and all I have is the Clogh one.  As soon as I find the other I will add it.

I told Peter a while back that I would get him some photographs of the church, the church is St. Canice’s, this Roman Catholic parish is where the Parish Priests of Aghaboe lie.  Aghaboe is just down the road from us and you can see photographs of that on my blog.  The graveyard of Bordwell, another ancient parish is exactly 2k away from my house, the remains of the ancient church lie in Bordwell and my parents are buried there.  It’s a beautiful little graveyard.

Here, I have photographs of St. Canice’s church, the four gravestones of Priests, the thatched cottage now that the roof is just finished, Mary’s bar (which is also a bed and breakfast), the community school which is surrounded by the graveyard, the National School, the plants and then the field I walk my dogs in :) and the ‘Clogh’ sign.  It’s a small village and really quite nice to live in.

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