Making Money
Early in May 1983, the Provisional IRA started to print their own money. Alan murdoch reports.
Early in May 1983, the Provisional IRA started to print their own money. Alan murdoch reports.
Vested interests have turned a manageable problem into a crisis. By Gene Kerrigan and Helen SHaw. Additional reporting by Mark Brennock
It all started this morning when I was listening to Gay Byrne's show. Gay had just finished asking listeners to send in this and that if they had them to spare. Then he went on to the letters. "A lot of people," he said, "are very worried about what's happening on our streets. For example, a listener from Cork - who for obvious reasons wishes to remain anonymous .; desscribes. in vivid detail how he dealt with 'a mugging attempt." And then Gay read the letter.
ON A QUIET WEDNESDAY afternoon before Easter in Dublin District Court No 1 in Morgan Place, Justice Peter Connellan was hearing a few routine cases - after hours drinking, driving without tax and insurance and such like.
In 1980 Mike Murphy was generally acknowledged by the Irish people to be an answer to a prayer, a godsend. The words "Yawza, yawza, yawza" were on the lips of half the country; the workers on the Ennis Road were national figures.
Mike Murphy was always having a go at someone; he was in great humour; his morning radio show was the best thing ever. His Friday night TV show was a great success as well. Father Trendy took his place among the nations of the earth. Twink was just wonderful. Mike Murphy, who gave us all this, was the apple of Ireland's eye.
MAGILL's first friend was Noel Pearson. He was one of the founders of the magazine and its first financier. He also was largely responsible for giving the magazine its title - an itinerant family outside Dundalk was also called Magill.
Last April RTE advertised the job of Head of Sport (Programming) internally. Fred Cogley, the man in possession, was to move sideways! upwards. by Eamon Dunphy
WHO?" ASKED THE PROTEST ANT SCHOOLchildren blankly as we asked directions to Bishop Cathal Daly's house on Somerton Road in Bellfast. "Oh, you mean the priest." The Catholic crozier still doesn't rate much in North Belfast. In Derry the stones in the street could have directed us to where Bishop Ned Daly, or Fr Daly as he's still known since his curate days, lives overlooking the Bogside and the Foyle. By Olivia O'Leary
YOu're going to Kerry, they say. Be God, and aren't you the lucky one, they say. Fell on your feet there, they say. Lakes of Killarney. The Ring. The mountains. The clear air. The fish. Dick Spring. Sure, you're landed, they say, you're landed.
1977. Elvis Presley died and King Lear was on the LEaving Cert. Mark Twain on the Inter and Thin Lizzy played in Dalymount Park. Dublin won the All-Ireland and the Clash played in TCD. Punk music was just beginnning to take off with a bang. We had a general election as well and the Soldiers of Destiny got back with Jack.