Is this the right road to Knockanore? Co. Waterford, Ireland 1972
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- Local knowledge. Getting directions to Knockanore in County Waterford.
While out filming with ‘Hall’s Pictorial Weekly’, George Devlin asks a local man in a field for directions to Knockanore, a rural village in County Waterford.
The shortest way is through the fields and this is the route used by the man when he was employed by the government to plant trees in Knockanore. However the fields are now waterlogged and this route is only suitable in the summertime.
The first set of directions given by the man includes a pub as the main point of reference.
You see you’ll keep on now straight on this road and the next house you’ll meet an the right is a pub, but it isn’t a pub now sir.
The pub however is closed due to lack of business. The man suggests they visit the chapel while in Knockanore.
The roads in the area are good as the County Council
Have them all tarred sir.
As the film-crew are travelling by car, the man confirms it will take them less than half an hour to get to Knockanore. Fortunately they are
On the right road if you went around by Tallow it would take you twice as long.
He provides additional directions telling the crew,
You’re on the right road anyway for Knockanore, this is the line sir, straight ahead sir.
Frank Hall’s amusing and satirical series began on 29 September 1971 with the full title ‘Hall’s Pictorial Weekly Incorporating the Provincial Vindicator’ which became known as ’Hall’s Pictorial Weekly’.
The series allowed Frank Hall to follow his own interest in the lives of viewers throughout the country. Regarded as RTÉ’s flagship comedy show, it featured satirical sketches on current news stories and popular culture, as well as parody songs, comedy sketches, re-edited videos, cartoons and spoof television formats. The programme ran for 9 series until 1980.
This episode of ‘Hall’s Pictorial Weekly’ was broadcast on 15 March 1972. The reporter is George Devlin.
The people had great respect for eace other back then,,little did he know he would be all over the world with his conservation. God rest his soul
People still have great respect for each other
Amen
@@Ooth9999 Very true.
I showed this to my father and he remembered this man. Mick McCarthy was his name, he lived on the road between Tallow and Youghal, about three miles out from Tallow. It gave him a good old laugh.
im sure this farmer Mick McCarthy would have made a better manager of the Republic of Ireland national team than that other Mick McCarthy fellow from england
This makes me feel old. I remember those day so well and I miss them so much.
God be with the days.
I was in Ireland in the 1970's. When you asked how far someplace was, the answer was always the same: "Not far." And once I was in the West, near the coast, but not on it. I was thinking about taking a walk to the beach. So I asked a waitress in a coffee shop, "How far is the ocean from here?" Without missing a beat she said, "Which ocean?" I couldn't tell if she was having me on or not.
Lol
In Ireland if you ask a question it will be answered with another question. Example, If you ask "Where's the post office". Reply. "Why do you want to buy stamps".
@@zrichred 🤣😅😆🤣
I was in a van taking an old tobacconists shop counter to a pub in Clonmel Ireland that was a tobacconists and a pub. After landing off the ferry with Paddy (Pat) who was driving who knew his way as he was Irish but left Ireland when he was 6 months old said he didn't need a map and took us on a journey across country which of course left us asking for directions Pat was first to ask he came back with "its ok, we have to carry on until we get to little egg in the road (translated to a mini roundabout) left right right left straight on by this time darkness was descending and not looking good. My turn to ask, I saw a chap and we pulled up alongside he turned with a windswept face with wet on it there was a look of shock when I politely asked "excuse me do you know the way to Clonmel"
then he spoke "follow the moon, but I was never in it". I thanked him we carried on following the moon until I saw the first pub and asked if they had rooms for the night which was my first taste of guiness'es in Ireland. That was only the first tale of an enlightening trip.
@@nevillegriffiths4395 Nev have you by any chance ever dealt with crabs? By crabs I mean the ones with claws that taste pretty good not the ones that you might get from a lady of ill repute.
His vernacular is far richer and more beautiful than anything you hear in the Towns and Cities today
I am from Scotland and I can understand him very well - to be fair he is speaking very clearly if you listen carefully.
A deceased relative used to be a commercial traveller in the Highlands,he had just missed the ferry.. And upon asking when the next one sailed he was told och well maybe in a week ! What,s your hurry ? No heart attacks up there...
The use of Och or ach amongst the Irish and Scots in English always interests me because it is actually Gaelic for but.
There's no way I can understand anything he is saying except "sir" and I'm not even sure if that's what he's saying.
Something lovely about the genuineness of that farmer... wish we saw more of it today☘️🙏🏻
“Every generation imagines itself to be more intelligent than the one that went before it, and wiser than the one that comes after it”….
People back then had a mental image of the countryside in their heads for miles around them with all the boreens, landmarks, etc., who lived where and who was related to who. That clip reminded me of the old joke of the American tourist asking a farmer long ago for directions to Dublin. The response he got was 'if I was going to Dublin sir, I wouldn't start from here.'
Haha, luv it! probly gonna steal it next time im asked for directions.
That was the way it was then people had a great memory for places, images for describing those places and the people who lived there...it was a form of communication....and you also get the sense they had time for anyone....and time wasnt measured like today. Time was slow.
Priceless reply!
😊💚
Lol.😁😜🤪
A relic of old deasency.
It's still there if you go over the west of the island
What a pleasure it is, to meet such honest and grounded folk, sadly diminishing in number by the year.
Níor bheidh dár leithéad airís ann.
@@noelkeane5603 Much of the diaspora in rural Canada are longing for a place like this. Decent people who care about their background & community.
My mother was born to French parents in Dublin . My father met her there in a jewelry shop. He went there to buy a ring for his fiancé, on seeing her, he fell in love with her and married her. (Forget the other one) They emigrated then to America. Michigan, where I was born,. They went back to Ireland and dragged us , my brother and sister with them. We hated it at first, but then something clicked. I became one with them, and now, I always feel I am Irish, I love everything Irish ...hence, I love this channel
That is a great story Joe, thank you for sharing your parents love story ! Mum must have been very good looking !💕
A bit long winded😁
@@derekmulready1523 so you must be short of breath... bad heart and little soul.
Pp
@@63LouiseQ thank you dear one, yes, she was , a beautiful person in body, spirit an soul. God bless you and your loved ones.
@@joenavanodo3780 Thank you , Joe, and all good wishes to you and your loved ones also , it was so nice of you to reply , I used to work in a dept store on grafton st, and remembering all the beautiful jewellery shops, i am now conjuring in my my mind , how ur beautiful French mum and your Dad locked eyes across the tray of engagement rings , it must have been a magical moment for both of them ,God bless them both
And 49 years later, they're still searching for Knockanore
Many of us yearn for that old, hard life - few conveniences but much love.
You yearn to type about it in CZcams comments.
Some of us consider it a greater hardship to work our whole lives to line the pockets of heartless strangers - in exchange for being treated badly, overlooked and exploited, then finally discarded.
Compared to those inhuman bastards, working the land for yourself and your family is heaven. Your limbs may ache, but it feels good.
That's why I love Ireland.
I come from that world moved to the big city and over 60 years i have lost some of my blos and in doing so of my coulter when i go home and meet some of the people i grew up with i realise these people are the SALT OF THE EARTH when they pass on we will never see the likes of them again , please excuse the spelling when you close to 80 things go wrong .
Auld Lad was into Bucket Hats and Oasis well before you young lads were..
Very good 👍😃
that's an actual bucket though
Is that so?
😅
Cows:
What the hell is goin‘ on here?
Grabs that barb wire like a boss
Absolutely, think he might have nearly snagged up his sapling sack there on the wire, didn't flinch. 😁
I wish i could go back and talk to these people I'm sure they had a lot of interesting stories to tell.
They did, they were rich inside. Have memories of sitting around a turf fire being told stories by great aunts and uncles. No light but the fire and half scared and thrilled to death..then us kids asleep on the settle bed, feeling safe again and imaginations running riot..so thankful I knew them
@@marymcsherry1965 They were different and better times. I'm glad I got to see and experience a bit of it. Moved to Ireland from America at the ripe old age of 3 and was back in Connemara before there was television or electricity. Oil lamps and candles, the big old tintain where the potatoes were cooked in a big iron pot over the fire, a stone seat on either side, and the best was mackerel cooked on the tongs over the turf embers. People came for company and to talk and share stories and songs. Neighbors came to help with the hay. I am a long time gone from Ireland now, but I treasure the memories.
I’m longing for a place and time I’ve never known nor will ever come back.
Thank you for preserving this rich history. There really is no place like Ireland.
This is was life before sat nav! You got people's life stories while trying to look for directions and were two hours late to wherever you were going! 😄
Awesome old guy!
he was only about 40
@@JohnQuilyQuinlan That's old.
@@shamrockshore6308 lol
God Bless him.
Better directions than Google.
and no hidden agendas!
I rather have my Google. Always, update all my apps in my phone.
This reminds me medieval era.
We need to address the fact that this man is wearing a flower pot on his head.🙂
What a lovely kind hearted down to earth fellow he seemed
Asking for directions in rural Ireland always leaves you with a story to tell
A beautiful Waterford accent.
Him: They closed the pub.
Other guy: Why?
Then I wanted the older gentleman to answer:
"because I quit drinkin'"
I met him years ago and asked hin the quickest way to Dublin. He said,driving or walking. I said driving and he said that is the quickest way. LOL
I was born in the 90s I remember a very old man gave me some stout to quiet me down when I was a kid and it did lol! Behind my mom and dad's back of course
"You´d have to get up pretty early in the mornin´ to pull the wool over your eyes"
"You´d have to not go to bed at all sir......."
You may sing and speak about Easter Week and the hills of ninety-eight, of the fenian men who roamed the glen in victory or defeat. Their names on history’s page are told-their memory will endure; not a song is sung of our darling sons in the Valley of Knockanure.
This is Knockanore
God bless Ireland
@T & E Meehan Thank you for the clarification. I should have noted in my comment that I do know that! But because Knockanore sounds like Knockanure, the song came into my head and I tapped it out...
It's Knockoutore.
@T & E Meehan 😀 Aye, we have heaps of big and little hills and glens, black and blue mountains and swamps!
Knockamore is a village in co waterford south eastern ireland famous for its cheddar style cheese
Turn left where the big red barn used to be.
Then past the spot where the accident was and go right at Kenny's farm. I used to drive a taxi in the midlands, i know exactly what you mean.
If his 12 miles from Knockanore his on the main road from Youghal to Tallow, two miles south of Tallow. Its the only place with a straight stretch of road. Knockmealdown mountains beyond the straight road in the video. The old guy has a bit of a Cork accent say from around Ballynoe village or that area.
I picked up that little touch of Cork in it too
No, it's not Waterford. They're talking about Knockanure in Kerry, 6 km east of Listowel. The man's accent gives it away. Also, he mentioned "the chapel" -- Knockanure had a rather famous little church.
Adding further confusion is the fact that there is a hill called Knockanore about 10 km north-west of Listowel, but I doubt the film crew were looking for that.
@@vencejo7572 it's not he mentions tallow which is county Waterford.
@@flipacoin3593 I don't doubt you about growing up near Tallow, Co Waterford. And I think you hear the man saying "Tallow" at 1:18, though it's unclear. But how do you explain the accent? It doesn't sound like Waterford to me. And what/where is the chapel he's referring to?
I live 12 miles away from Knockanore
But if you run you can do it in 10......
U lucky basterd!!!
Great Fianna Fail country
@T & E Meehan 12 miles or 20km as the crow flies
Nautic miles?
The man is speaking better English than most English people.
Halls Pictorial Weekly material. Great TV show from the 1970s..
Amazing...👌🏻
"Leave woods all right put good food in Toronto" - gotta be said, it's a special pleasure to see CZcams's automatically-generated subtitles struggling with this gentleman :)
Ireland, never change...
@On Holiday not to mention that those fields are probably crowded with one off houses ruining the countryside
@On Holiday yes Ireland can never be a land for the Irish whilst under the EU all they have to offer us is motorways and immigrants both of which we do not need
@@johnmcloughlin5275 electric fields now, and sky watching down that can see even a coin.
@On Holiday your obviously racist putting up comments like that, the same racism the Irish that left here in the famine for America. You might want to do a bit of homework about the origins of the Irish. The celtic people were from all over the world.
@@obscureironwork2511 clown. It's not racist to point out the Irish are being swamped by immigration.
Bless
Give me back the old roads.
I miss old Ireland, the one before the social engineers wrecked it.
You mightn't have been so delighted to live in it. 🤣😂🤣
What did the social engineers do?
Shas Mont Kais Among other things, they completed the electrification of Ireland in 1978... the nasty, horrible people. When the last family switched from oil lamps to electricity it made the national news. The family went from telling stories and playing music and saying rosaries under the soft dim glow of the lamp to scaring the spiders off the ceilings in the harsh glare of an unadorned lightbulb ... at the mere flick of a switch... and it's all the fault of the SOCIAL ENGINEERS!!! ...the nasty, horrible people.
'Romantic Ireland's dead and gone, it's with O'Leary in the grave. - _WB_ _Yeats_
@@Clodaghbob I'm not really sure I understand. Progress for humanity is inevitable. The good old days were not so good.
Shas Mont Kais That's precisely my point. Forgive my off-beat humour. Ireland was desperately poor at that time. Most people struggled. Only the rich and the tourist can look back fondly at old Ireland through their rose-tinted glasses.
I love Ireland, and it’s people. Greetings from Wales.
That's knockanore in waterford btw cause he mentions tallow
I knew a Nellie Walsh from around there .She was a Mc Namara before she married.
Nellie and I were very enthusiastic citizen band radio operators.
Nellie often told me that c b users used to drive up to that place as apparently there was a good reception up there .
Are you any relation to phil cotter,who had a farm near the catholic church and was a great friend of my father's.
@@lindalonergan7887 Where is Phil Cotter .Have you any address for that person.
@@timcotter8879 he was a friend of my father,both poor souls are long gone to the other side.All i can say and remember is he had a farm near the catholic church and it was at the top of an incline near a T junction leading up towards the church.My father used to drive us to school and like all irish country people used to call for a yarn on the way home.
If you where to go back in time to speak with an ancestor of your own this is the kind of language barrier you'd experience.
Wow I never thought about that haha. They'd probably sound very strange to us indeed!
This guy's trickier to understand than Paudge the Gravedigger...
Keeping watching and listening to this channel,, and before ya know it ya have had your ears trained to the accents 👍
Very clear diction
Notice how all these Irish farmers are skinny? It's a sign of someone who has put in real Work year after year. they are independent for the most part, with lots of land and space. Now we build houses really close together and make people work meaningless jobs, than we wonder about mental health all day. 😐smh, psh, modern day humans.
Ya, that’s the way in Ireland, in knockanure, keep going until you meet the house on the left but don’t turn right there, keep going until the road takes you passed the old forge and then bare right off the old road until you’re at the church. They’ll tell ya where after that ! Don’t mind the sign posts, they say it’s 12 miles but sure I know it’s only 6 🤣🤣
Lovely British Friesians there wouldnt get any like those now
Holstein Frisians the trend now.
I understood him quite well.☘
They dont make them like this anymore ! ....Sad .
Seemed like a great man. This is the Americans’ view of Ireland today.
Irish to the core .
I lost me way on the road to Knockanore once...
THANK YOU !
How do you get to Knockanore? Well...I wouldn't start from here!!
"well oi wouldnt be startin' from here!"
This is like a Skyrim encounter lol
Keep the strai road,,,straigh on the cross road,,,ay gail ,,,,,,like grand dad❤️👍
Where is it? Knockanore! I been told my great grandmother was from there, or maybe ‘twas Knockanure...Co. Kerry?
Co.Waterford Republic of Ireland 🇮🇪.
@@brendancronin4445 , thanks.
I would have thought knockanure Kerry too.
@@TheCarlocaroline maybe??
Accent of local man is not Kerry and I don't think it is Waterford either.
Don't want to sound like an "anorak" - but this would have been filmed on 16mm - the film format used by most broadcasters back then for "outdoors capture of images" (video was mostly shot in studios or in outdoor situations where conditions could be controlled or the circumstances - such as sports events - demanded an "instant" moving image). I've posted this comment in the absence of any imminent arrival of a particular type of train that might take my fancy !!!
i bet he is still driving around looking for knockanore
Great video clips. Could you add a little info about source?
Thanks. And Knockanore?
thank fook for gps
I was told once to go towards the cappagh road and Take left when you see the horse white horse
Yup, i recognise that. I bet he went on something like: " then go past where Murphy used to live and then left at the spot were the accident was." The thing is that Murphy died forty-two years ago and the house fell apart since, and the accident was the time the postman hit a sheep with his bicycle and broke his arm, back in 1967. I used to drive a taxi in the midlands around Ballinasloe and i am well used to this kind of directions. I bet that white horse was indeed at the place he told you. Time and distance work a bitteen different in rural Ireland, 'see you round sevenish' means anything between six and half nine and distance is more like 'Athlone is about forty minutes from here.' This all makes perfect sense when you are Irish yourself and live down some boreen in Moore, but it can be a bit confusing for strangers alright.
Was he directing them from knockanure to moyvane?
🙏🌸
About two miles east of Ballybunion in Kerry.
"It's not the dog we need"
He reminds me of my father was the image of him but was a kilkenny famer
The hat was that years Gucci line
At Swim Two Birds!
Well now, I'll just be attending to the drainage in the lower field, sir.
Was he grown in that field?
He probably wasn't. I don't see any house there. Then again, he could be a marsh dweller or a tree man.
Do any of you find the interviewer condescending the way he responds to the farmer? Just something I picked up on
Yes indeed taking the p--s out of him, Ireland was full.of characters like that and its sad they all are disappearing....alot of culture will go with them too... The likes of that man he would probably know more on the local area, it would take an historian a long time to gather together...
@@ctf1537 I can see both sides of the coin. I think the 'educated' interviewer may look back with shame
I didn’t hear that in the exchange. The interviewer appears to know the man, calling him by first name. They are obviously men of different status, one a farmer, the other a journalist or some similar, but I see no disrespect, I suppose if you look for it to be there then you will find it, maybe under a rock or under that farmer’s fine fashioned hat.
@@joenavanodo3780 your right I think, totally different lives crossing paths, even to this day a farmer and a townie will find some sort of awkwardness in having a chat, my daughters boyfriend is a farmer and I live in the city, whenever we have a conversation there's something off lol, hes a good kid its just different lifestyles and we'll joke about it.
@@JohnQuilyQuinlan Us country folk are steadfast Flash Gordonites. He’ll never truly trust you. With your big city ways and your tyrannical rule of the planet Mongo.
Easy for ye to say
If I didn't know better I would say this is Spike Milligan character.
I was waiting for him to ask
"You like dahgs"
There is a Knockanore I. North Kerry too
Might have to Google directions..... now I'm curious where Knockernore is too!
I hope he got his 3 wishes
*wives*
Nope, Irish genies are only taken to giving one wish.
He is lucky enuff. 3 wives. Imagine...
Knockanore? Well, I wouldn't start from here if I were you.
I swear that man is Peter O Toole if he took off the hat
The year I was born.
Tough ,hardy gentleman 😊
Is Knockanore different to Knockanure?
It is. Knockanore is a hill two miles east of Ballybunion. Knockanure is a village about ten miles east of Knockanore.
Thank you. My grandparents live in Ballybunion and grandma’s dad came from Knockanure! I miss not visiting Kerry but Covid is still here.
@@ballybunion9 The spot this was filmed at is on the road from Tallow to Youghal, a road that crosses the Cork-Waterford border several times, you can tell you're in Cork every time the road gets rough.
“Just look at that doirt behind yer ears”!
Is this Ireland?
I can’t understand anything the owd chap in the hat is saying. I wonder if Gaelic is his first language?
Very unlikely to ever have spoken Irish. I have no difficulty with his language, I grew up with folk like him and miss them more than I ever imagined I would.
this would make a good tony christie parody
I like the 'southwester' on a dry day ! He has a Kerry accent mostly although he is in Waterford.
I hear a Waterford accent with a small touch of Cork.
I’ve an idea he was not even understood by his drinking pals, nor he understood them. But what does that matter when you’re bidding at an auction or enjoying a Guinness afterwards?
Didn't they try to send "John Wayne" to Knockanore in the Quiet Man? 😉
Your spot on.
@@philipcook9772 mllllllloolllo
They sure did. Wonderful film.
"Happen ye to know the way to Knockanore?"
I didn't get a single word of that - and I even know a few (very few) words of Gaelic. Hahaha this Aussie would have been just as lost as before lol
He said: “My father wears sneakers in the pool.”
What do you mean?
I'm surprised that it didn't go dark
Quite a dialect.
Pluck me a shamrock from the famed knockanore