Pull up a cozy chair, pour yourself a cuppa, and let me spin you a yarn about my grand adventure to Glencolmcille Folk Village. This is a wee village tucked away in County Donegal, where time stands still and the stories of old dance in the air. We're about to embark on a journey through the ages.
A lovely view from the hilltop of Glencolmcille
Now, before we set off on this, let me tell you a bit about Glencolmcille Folk Village. is a collection of quaint cottages that have been lovingly restored to their former glory.
A step into Irish history
It's like stepping back in time, where every nook and cranny tells a tale of Irish heritage. These thatched-roof dwellings, each representing a different era.
Welcome to a 19th Century Cottage
As I strolled through the village, I couldn't help but marvel at the craftsmanship and attention to detail that went into constructing these traditional dwellings. The thatched roofs, made from local materials like straw and reeds, added a touch of rustic charm.
The lovely craft of the thatch!
I imagined the laughter and stories that must have filled these humble abodes, as families gathered around the fire to share their joys and sorrows. I saw the comparison of the 17th, 18th and 19th century cottages, and I’ll be honest, not a whole lot changed. Every cottage had the hearth to burn the turf, the only fuel.
18th Century Hearth with the cooking utensils and turf
The schoolhouse was a sight to behold. The desks, lined up in neat rows, bore the marks of many eager hands. The old blackboard, adorned with chalky scribbles, held the lessons of days gone by. I could almost hear the laughter of children, the playful banter, and the strict voice of the schoolmaster. Now I also entered a hedge school where young children of the day were educated in secret from the British. The commitment to educate was a testament to the strength of fighting Irish.
Sitting at the old school desk from the 19th Century
And then there’s the lovely pub and grocer, all under one thatched roof. On the left is the bar serving up pints of the black stuff, on the right, the barman would slip out and serve up the groceries. There is never the like of this these days. I can imagine the the patrons calling in for a pint or a whiskey for a chat before heading home with the tea and sugar.
The Grocer and Pub all in one!
Ready for a bita dinner
17th Century Hearth with the turf
The Priest that created the village sitting in a 19th century cottage
As I bid farewell to Glencolmcille, I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude for the opportunity to walk in the footsteps of those who came before us. It's a place where history isn't just preserved; it's celebrated and shared with all who visit.
So, the next time you are looking for a taste of old Ireland, make sure to visit Glencolmcille Folk Village. It’s an experience you’ll take to your hearts and won't soon forget.
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You can view that here and have a piece of old Ireland on your own mantelpiece wherever you are! I love and appreciate you share your interest in the Emerald isle!
Sláinte to you!
Aidan
My Great Great Grandparents came from Trim area in Co Meath. Mulligan and Brilly. My brother and I visited 4 years ago and tried to find more about them but alas the priest at the church burned all records. My great-great grandfather is buried there.
The other side is from Waterford Co
My ancestor came from Donegal. It was fun to see this series of pics.
Thank you Aidan for sharing this story. I found it so interesting and heartwarming. I long to come to Ireland for a visit. Unfortunately I am financially strapped. I had plans to come but they fell through. Maybe someday if things improve for me I will live out my dream to come there. Thanks again for sharing a piece of Ireland with me.
I first came across the village in the mid 70s and had the pleasure of interviewing Father McDyer about how it all came to pass. It is a lasting testament not only to the endurance of the people of the area for all the years and also for the vision Father McDyer had, starting with the simple ‘acre under glass’ that ultimately lead to this amazing testament of endurance of the Donegal Irish people.
As the grandson of three Grandparents, all from Ballybunion in Kerry, I adore seeing stories about the surrounding towns and villages and how they came to be., Thank ye Aiden