That's brilliant that.
Notice the distinct lack of markers in Sligo/Leitrim/Cavan? That's because there was a micro-brewery in nearly every house. Or, more accurately hidden in a bog nearby. My long dead grandfather told of having a still broken up by the Mohill law, who so admired the craftsmanship of the copperwork that they decided to "mind" it in the barracks. Being a resourceful sort, and unable to afford more copperwork, he arranged an "incident" to which the local lawmen were called. Strangely, the barracks was broken into during their brief absence, and the copperwork stolen by persons unknown. I'm sure it's a tall tale, but as a facinated child I always remember him telling it at length, no doubt oiled by some very local brew.
I do know that when he was transplanted to Meath relatively late in life, he brought with him the skills and knowledge that made his product a sought after commodity. My own father still had one of his "worms" and assorted paraphernalia stored in a shed back in the 80's but I don't know what ever happened to it after. A dead skill now for the most part I suppose.
- he spoke often and with a gleam in his eye about Mohill.
) youth in Carrick On Shannon and also why he left in a hurry in the 30's!
