On the run

In the Cultúrlann today, we were discussing the way we were. One of my compatriots remembers a rioter in Upper Andersonstown — the Brits were based in two blocks of maisonettes at the entrance to Lenadoon - throwing a binlid on top of a CS gas cannister and shouting at the snatch squad: "we eat this stuff".

When I die you can publish the names of the same crowd who put a pitchfork, pointing up, and broken glass in a trench opposite the maisonettes in the hope that the Brits would jump into the 'foxhole' while taking cover.

I don't think anyone has yet captured the full-on ferocity of those early engagements with the British military but I'm surprised the now retired British squaddies don't have their own official record of the time....or perhaps they have and I've missed it.

Idir amanna, léigh mé aighneacht 18 leathanach Philib Mhic Chathmhaoil as Tobar, na déantóirí cláir, don aithbhreithniú ar an Chiste Craoltóireachta ó Thuaidh. Tá moladh fiúntach ansin maidir leis an phlean a bhí ann 15 bliana ó shin a athbheoú, go háirithe anois agus ciste nua do thograí caipitil Gaeilge ar na bacáin.