M. O’R.: Well, I only barely remember the Rising really, don’t you know? I was only a young one, don’t remember the Rising. I knew that the… I hear them shooting and banging and all that kind of thing, you know? Oh yeah I remember it alright, I do indeed remember it very well. I remember one night coming home, my father lived in Terenure with my stepmother at that time. They had six children. Now I lived with me grandmother in Rathmines and they lived in Terenure and I went up to see him. And I was coming home one night down Rathgar road, you know Rathgar road?
M. Nic L.: I do, yeah.
M. O’R.: And em, there wasn’t a sinner on the street, there wasn’t a footman, nobody on the road, only myself. And I forgot all about the curfew at the time, there was a curfew on at eight or something. And there was no buses… there was no buses that time, it was trams. No trams was running, nothing. And I was coming along Rathgar road, and I worked, I used to work here in Rathmines over a shop in Rathmines was, I was a maid there – a Mrs White, they’re up there near the Beehive now in Rathmines. And I was coming down along Rathmines and I just come and turned a corner when someone shouted at me, ‘Halt, who goes there?’. And it was bright daylight now, bright! So I stopped and the man said to me… ‘You know you shouldn’t be out, it’s after eight o’clock!’. I said, ‘I know nothing, I don’t know anything about the curfew’, I said. And he said, oh he said, ‘Well if you’re caught out this hour’, he said, ‘you could be shot.’ But he said, ‘Go on for this time, don’t come out any more and don’t be here tonight anymore’. So, I needn’t tell you I was terrified really. When I got in I nearly died of the shock. I never went out anymore then after that. But I heard the bombing and that.