1 October 2017

The return of High Sheriff Ward

"The veil between the two worlds was particularly thin on English Street ... the historic setting perfect for a guided tour by High Sheriff Bernard Ward. The former judge died over 300 years ago but was on hand to show revellers around the area’s most bloodcurdling hotspots."

I am pleased to announce that once more I shall don the costume of High Sheriff Ward for another grisly tour of The blood on English Street. Join us for tales of grave robbing, botched executions, bloody battles, notorious prisoners and cruel punishments.

Winding down the hill you are invited to envisage the sea of bodies and makeshift gallows that sprung up following doomed rebellions. As well as the dead there was the half dead strewn about. Caught pick-pocketing? Vigilante justice 17th-century-style meant were you were drowned to within an inch of your life in the Quoile — and the next time there was no bringing you back to life.

The very bottom of English Street wouldn’t have smelt too good either. Aside from all the bodies it was a place where rotten vegetables waited to be pelted at the poor miscreant being punished on the pillory.

Even High Sheriff Bernard Ward, who I am bringing back from the dead, couldn’t escape a bloody end on this street. Born in Castle Ward he lived in precarious times. William and Mary had just been crowned and religious tempers were flaring. Bernard was challenged to a duel in 1690 in row over priests being banished from Ireland. Despite mortally wounding his opponent also ended being run through by a sword outside the Petty Sessions.

The tour is completely free but spaces are limited. Tickets are available here.

26 September 2017

The pedlar and his pack

On a dark December night Alice the housekeeper opened the door to a handsome pedlar. He told her a tale of woe about having walked from Belfast with his heavy burden and asked if she would put him up for the night. The master of the house was staying in the city that night and Alice informed him that she could not take him in. Having accepted this he bartered with her to look after his heavy pack while he sought alternative accommodation in the area. Alice initially said no but reluctantly after much persuasion she took his pack. She was informed that it contained delicate goods and that it must remain as he placed it - hanging between the seats of two chairs in the kitchen. She bid him farewell as he went off into the night.

Walking into the kitchen later in the evening, Alice noticed, to her horror, in the corner of her eye that the bag appeared to be moving. It seem to stop at once when her presence was known. Doubting what she had seen, Alice entered the room on two more occasions to try and catch the bag moving, on the second she was convinced. She ran out to the outhouses to find Richard an older man who resided in the house with her and Edward, a sixteen year old youth. Richard was unconvinced but when Edward returned to the house from a day’s shoot he entered the kitchen to discover the pack moving too.

All three couldn’t decide what to do and so Edward quite rashly decided that he should fire a shot into the bag. Upon doing so the bag immediately gushed blood onto the floor. All three rushed to tear the bag open and to their horror discovered a small muscular man wielding a knife in one hand and a whistle in the other. Edward was immediately able to make sense of the situation.

The master of the house had spent many years in India and had accumulated a wealth. He had returned to the ancestral home in Lecale with a fortune of £10,000. The man in the pack was the Trojan horse and upon the house falling silent would have used the knife to free himself and the whistle to summon the pedlar and raid the house. Deciding on the next course of action Edward decided they should call around their neighbours and set up an armed guard in the house. The group decided to wait until midnight to blow on the whistle. On doing so, within five minutes a large body on men on horseback arrived at the house.

The group set about firing their arms at them and they soon fled. Four of the party lay dead in the courtyard. Some returned before sunrise to remove their fallen comrades. When the master of the house heard of the bravery of Alice, Richard, and Edward he rewarded them for their service. Edward was made the gamekeeper and lived to a ripe old age.

He was often visited by the ghost of the small man and was disturbed by these visits so he called upon the priest for advice. The next time the ghost appeared Edward questioned, “In the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost what do you want from me?” The ghost informed him of a guilt that was burdening him. Edward was informed of a stolen treasure which the man had buried which should be returned to its rightful owner. Since doing this Edward was never again visited by the ghost.

20 August 2017

A delightful discovery


On my tour of Strangford and Portaferry I always read the satirical whip by Angus O'Daly about the Savages. He was a bard of the Irish court who fell on hard times after the plantation and was coerced by Lord Deputy Mountjoy to write disgracing verses about the old Irish chieftains who sat on their ruined estates. This is what he said of the Savages:


It translates as:

In the Ards of Uladh, scarce and starving,
A country without happiness, without religion,
Where Savage, the foreign hangman,
Scrapes off the limpets with his knife.

The Savages arrived with John de Courcy in 1177. In 1180 de Courcy established the ferry service on Strangford Lough and placed the Savages in Portaferry to collect the revenue from it. They even owned large tracts of land in Lecale including the town of Ardglass. The family continued to reside in the Portaferry until the 1980s which means that for 800 years they had an unbroken connection with the area. In 1812 Andrew Savage changed the family name to his mother's maiden name, Nugent. Through doing this he was able to then inherit her part of the family lands in Dysart, Westmeath.

I however was last week astounded to uncover a personal connection to this family. Knowing my ancestors held the title Baron Crolly of Swordes, I thought I would have a quick check in the archive at PRONI. Lo and behold there was a will from 1780 belonging to a Lucy Crolly. Not expecting much from it, I did the obligatory order.

Much to my delight this Lucy was a determined character. Being the relict of Baron John Crolly of Ballykilbeg I was surprised that in her will large amounts of money were being bequeathed to her nephews and nieces who were the children of Andrew Savage of Portaferry. On closer examination of Burke's landed gentry I uncovered that I could trace my line back to my 9th Great Grandfather Rowland Savage of Portaferry who died in 1572! This means that the ruined Castle standing in Portaferry is actually an ancestral home!

The ruins we see today were repaired in 1643 by the Montgomery family. As it turns out Jean Montgomery married Patrick Savage. Her brother not seeing the home fit for purpose gave her the money to fit it out after Patrick's death (probably to avoid insulting him). This would very much imply that Angus O'Daly words had a ring of truth to them!

9 August 2017

Europe's oldest ferry service

Did you know that the Strangford and Portaferry ferry service is the oldest in Europe, if not the world? John de Courcy left a great legacy on the east coast of Ireland. One of the first things he did was to set up the ferry service in 1180. The Savages who were among the army were then granted Portaferry as a means of protecting the eastern gateway to his precious Lecale.

On the 29th September 1604 James I sanctioned the use of land which in 1612 was granted to Peter Tumolton. It is in two quarters one called Carhomada (now Bankmore Hill) on the Portaferry side and the other Ferry Quarter on the Strangford side. The conditions of the grant cited:

"His heirs and assigns, at his and their expense for ever to maintain, keep and have in readiness, in and upon the ferry of Strangford, a good strong and sufficient ferry boat, and four able and efficient ferrymen to attend the ferry, for the transport of men, horses and other cattle and to perform other services at the said ferry as was theretofore used or accustomed to be done."

The ferry crossing was plied by many scales of vessel. In the 1830s there was a paddle steamer named The Lady of the Lake which operated the service. The first car ferries were operational in 1946. However tragedy struck in the same year when the ferry capsized resulting in the loss of a life. For years afterwards only foot passengers could be ferried on the remaining ferry. It is not unusual for the ferry to be part of the daily commute and it used to be joked that the school boys who went to Downpatrick would me made to row the ferry home!

Animals were ferried across the Narrows until well into the 20th Century from the Horse Ferry Slip which is now a private slipway for the De Ros estate. Written into the deeds of a Strangford house are the grazing rights to animals who have missed the last ferry.

Major William Brownlow who held land on both sides came up with his own solution an Amphicar. He was an instrumental campaigner for the government to provide a ferry which came to fruition in 1968. It is this service which is the current provision today with. The newest vessel is the Strangford II which entered service (eventually) in 2016!

You can experience all of this yourself on the Sail across the Vikings fjord experience which I run throughout the year.

Biggerféis set for 2018 return!

I am delighted to announce that Biggerféis is to return in 2018!

The brand new festival organised by Ardglass Development Association and supported by The Lecale Peninsula Tours celebrates the life and legacy of Francis Joseph Bigger. He was probably one of the most influential people to ever call Ardglass home. His zeal was infectious and his legacy is well and truly alive.

The 2017 programme included walking tours, talks, musical events, and rounded off with a coach tour of County Down. In his lifetime he contributed much to the heritage of Lecale. The attendees came from far and wide, many on return visits too!

19 June 2017

Fab Food tour on the 'Fjord

I am delighted to announce that I am currently working on a food tour of Strangford and Portaferry to take place on 22 July 2017. Beginning in Strangford the tour will take in The Artisan Cookhouse, The Cuan, and The Lobster Pot.

Not your ordinary tour this will also include a trip across the Narrows on Europe's oldest ferry service to Portaferry. Hre we will taste the culinary delights of The Portaferry Hotel and The Narrows.

For details of the event please contact me directly. The menu will include signature dishes and local specialities. Spaces will be on a first come first served basis.

18 April 2017

Food, glorious food tours

I am very pleased to tell you all that I am now a recognised WorldHost Food Ambassador! It was on a lovely day last month that I sat down to the most delicious lecture on the food we produce and what makes it that bit more special!

As time goes on before the tours relaunch in May I am busying myself by working out the best and most authentic places to take my tours for a quick treat at the end! To date I have secured an agreement with Denvirs in Downpatrick, Ireland's oldest coaching inn which is 350 years old this year, The Portaferry Hotel, and Ardglass Golf Club.

After many years of working in hospitality under the likes of Niall McKenna of James Street South and Stevie Toman of Ox you can be guaranteed I will search for only the best of the best as an added bonus to my tours. Seven generations of farming at home also mean that you can be guaranteed a very unique perspective on the culture of the countryside!

Below is Denvir's signature smoked and unsmoked Chowder from East Coast Seafoods in Ballyhornan - that's about 7 miles away!


3 March 2017

Saint Patrick's fury - Part 1: The altar





In the Catholic Church at Saul behind the altar in a niche is one of the most ancient Christian artifacts in Ireland. It is a portion of the altar Patrick first said mass on at Saul and its past is a lot more colourful than you might think!

The first story is of a “bondsman of Satan” who “thrusting with accursed boldness a rod through the window, overturned the chalice, and sacreligiously poured out on the altar the Holy Sacrifice. But the Lord instantly and terribly avenged this fearful wickedness, and in a new and unheard-of manner destroyed this impious man. For suddenly the earth opened her mouth and swallowed up this magician, and he descended alive into Hell.”

Secondly Richard Cadell who was building a house at the corner of Scotch and Saul streets in the mid 1700s wished to use the stone for his doorstep. He sent oxen to take the stone from Saul “but the oxen becoming restive, stricken, it is said, with mania, overturned the wagon on Saul Hill and broke the altar stone. Caddell, feeling that he was engaged in a sacreligious act, gave up the undertaking; but when his property wasted away and the family died out the people attributed his misfortune to the vengeance of God.”

Source - O'Laverty, Diocese of Down and Connor.

9 February 2017

From Lecale to Lumiar


Did you know that a relic of one of Ireland's saints can be found in Lisbon?

In 1283 three knights from Ireland arrived in Lisbon. They are said to have been on the Aragonese Crusade. They met with King Denis and presented him with the skull of Saint Brigid! Who were they though and where did they come from?

In 834 the remains of Saint Brigid were transferred from Kildare to Downpatrick to conceal them from the ravages of the Vikings. Later in the same century Saint Columba's remains were brought here, also. This fulfilled a prophecy that the two would come to the same place as Saint Patrick.

Eventually though the threat of plunder came to Downpatrick. So it was decided that they should be hidden and buried. The spot was forgotten and when English knight John de Courcy arrived in 1177 he ordered the Bishop, Malachy, to find them. He prayed and prayed and was one day directed by divine instruction to a particular spot in the Cathedral yard in 1185. A spectacular translation was then made to a new crypt in 1186 by Cardinal Vivian who came all the way from Rome.

When John de Courcy arrived he brought a new way of life to Ireland which seen the erection of castles all around Lecale. This was to protect a fruitful corn growing region and ensure that English law was upheld. The largest castle was built at Dundrum which protected Lecale from the West, the same direction John and his soldiers had came from Dublin.

After John was thrown to the Tower of London in 1205 the castle became home to the Knights of Saint John the Baptist (also known as the Knights Templar). In 1266 a new church dedicated to Saint John the Baptist was erected in Lumiar.

It appears that a decision was made to send three knights to this church. They arrived in Lisbon and presented the skull of Saint Brigid to King Denis. They remained in the church with the relic and on the death of the last an instruction was honoured to inscribe his tomb. The year was 1283 and since this date the relic has been preserved here.

In 1928 Saint Brigid's Church in Killester, Dublin, was surprised to receive the news that a piece of the skull was being sent to them. For the first time in many centuries the long forgotten story of the knights came to light. The church in 2016 celebrated 750 years and I was pleased to join them just before the Feast of Saint Brigid.  

Our Lady of Dunsford

‘Naom Muire an Dunseford’ reads the inscription on the pedestal on which stands the only existing pre-Reformation stone statue of the Madonna and Child on the island of Ireland. The remarkable legend of this unique relic of medieval Irish Christianity begins at a quarry in Scrabo, at the head of Strangford Lough from which area the sandstone was extracted. Examination of the carving on the limbs of the statue concludes that it is not dissimilar to one of Affreca, princess of the Isle of Man and wife of John de Courcy, to be found at Greyabbey. The implication of this is that monks based there carved the statue and it was given to the medieval church at Dunsford. Life-size statues such as this were very common in continental Europe in the early fourteenth century, and Our Lady of Dunsford is a contemporary of these dating to in an around the year 1300.

The Virgin Mary has always been a central figure in Christianity but she became particularly important during the medieval era. She was adored and worshipped as an intercessor for the salvation of humankind. As the mother of Christ, she was also a model for all mothers in general. When shown with Christ and her mother Anne she provided an ideal example of religious family life. In Passion images Mary invited onlookers to share her grief and suffering at the death of her son.

From the church site[1] at Dunsford people walked in a procession to stone crosses to the west of the church along an old pathway. A smaller cross was located in a field originally belonging to the Hanna family (On the map of Dunsford their fields are grouped under numbers 18A and 18B[2]). Another Crois Mór was on the farm originally belonging to the Smyth family who were the ancestors of the present Fitzsimons occupiers (number 16B). On the Smyth farm there was also a well, known as Mary’s Well, about which my grandfather informed Betty McCord. It was largely due to the efforts of Betty that the fieldnames of this parish were recorded for posterity. The site of the well is thought to be under the foreground outhouses[3] as shown on the aerial photograph of the site, which dates to about 1960.

This church at Dunsford is believed to have been among the most highly decorated in the district of Lecale[4]. However, after the proclamation of the Act of Supremacy by Henry VIII, the situation became rather confused. The statue was broken up and left in pieces at the site and a few different accounts point the finger of blame at a soldier of Oliver Cromwell’s army. The feet and torso were removed from the church at Dunsford and carried to the residence of the Rev. Dr. William Megarry[5], Parish Priest of Dunsford and Ardglass, who had been born at Crossmore. This was done in order to help preserve the fragments for posterity.
Following Dr. Megarry’s death in 1763 his remains were interred at Dunsford churchyard. After losing their guardian, the portions of the statue were carried to the Newark at Ardglass. In the map of the townland of Ardglass in the Survey of the Mannor of Ardglass, it is recorded that, in 1768, the range of medieval buildings now incorporated into Ardglass Castle was known as the monastery. Whether it is due to the remnants of Our Lady of Dunsford there present, or the confusion of the cell like structure of the rooms with their gothic arches, we cannot be certain.
The head of the statue of Our Lady was found in the medieval churchyard before the erection of the new chapel was begun in 1791. This lonely fragment was inserted into the gable by the Rev. Fr. Edward Mulholland. The head was clearly still held in great veneration by the people of the parish. In 1888 Robert Burns of Killough, County Down, wrote the following verses into the eulogy for his aunt, Mrs. Margaret Martin of Lismore, who was buried beneath the steeple of the chapel[6]:
Almost within sight of the wild Irish Sea,
Whose billows the rocky coast lave-, 
Just under the shade of Our Lady’s sweet image, 
You’ll notice a newly made grave.
A few scattered houses surround the churchyard,
From which a neat church rears its head,

As a mother broods over the loss of her young,
It ever keeps watch o’er the dead.

The building range, of which the Newark comprised, was subsequently redeveloped in 1789 by Rear Admiral Lord Charles James FitzGerald, into Ardglass Castle. Charles Lilley was appointed as his architect. Lilley was a man with a penchant for repurposing medieval building structures, as it was he who drew up the plans of work for the Cathedral of the Holy Trinity in Downpatrick and it is quite probable that Lord Charles approached him at the time of his appointment.
Major Aubrey William Beauclerk was Lord Charles’ half-nephew and Victorian successor to the landlordship of Ardglass. As a man of impressive social standing, Major Beauclerk would hold several engagements at his County Down seat. Ardglass, with its other five castles, must have proved quite a marvel to a Victorian visitor. Fashionable tastes for the upper classes at that time transcended the Romantic Movement which favoured tumbledown ruins. Follies were the ‘in thing’ and included reinterpreting ruined antiquity. The visual created was reminiscent of the ancient Roman Forum and the Acropolis. Unique to Major Beauclerk’s pleasure grounds was a ruined statue and, from studying the its restored state, it can be seen that the lower fragment of Our Lady of Dunsford would have stood to thigh height as his Victorian folly.
Unfortunately for Major Beauclerk and the populace of the Ardglass estate, his son and heir did not have the same sensibilities or love for the family seat. The castle was put up for rent and lay derelict and neglected for long periods when Aubrey de Vere Beauclerk was off gallivanting, frivolously frittering away the estate his father and great grandfather had tended so dearly. Ardglass Castle was abandoned and the gardens left untended. In 1896 a lease was agreed and the first nine holes of Ardglass golf course were laid out. Remarkably at the same time the Belfast and County Down Railway were leased the same ground and there is even an account of a disgruntled day tripper having her cup of tea smashed out of her hand whilst she left holding onto the porcelain handle! One night vandals entered the pleasure grounds and destroyed the folly, carrying off the statue and throwing it into the sea beneath the first tee at Ardglass Golf Course. And so, by the early years of the twentieth century, Beauclerk’s financial troubles caught up with him.
In June 2009 the Rev. Fr. Gerard McCloskey received a telephone call from a parishioner of Saint Agnes’, over thirty miles away in Andersonstown, regarding his dying father. Fr. McCloskey was asked to bring a Dictaphone as the man had valuable information to give, which went something like this:
In the summer of 1907 three young green keepers, one the dying man’s father, were working for the golf club and had been tasked with re-landscaping part of the green. This work involved the relocation of steps within what was part of Ardglass Castle’s front lawn. Well into the afternoon they lifted a piece of stone and upon turning it over underneath it they discovered an intricately carved piece of stone. Knowing they had uncovered something precious and ecclesiastical they decided not to notify anyone on site. Under the cover of darkness, they returned armed with a shovel and a wheelbarrow. Having hoisted the stone onto the wheelbarrow and shrouded it with a bed sheet, they wheeled it through the town to the parochial house and left it for the priest to find. 
Whether he knew it or not Charles Lilley has seemingly had a hand in obscuring two great parts of Lecale’s heritage. The first was that when he undertook the work at Down Cathedral he cleared the interior of all graves including that of Saints Patrick, Brigid, and Columba and of course the second when he accidentally incorporated Our Lady of Dunsford into a garden feature! 
Francis Joseph Bigger was at that time a frequent visitor to Lecale and he would have sleuthed around and worked out, from written text and gathering oral tradition, what had become of the statue. With his expert eye he was able to identify the fragments as parts of the statue. This meant that he had succeeded where many, including the Rev. Dr. Richard Marner, who was Parish Priest from 1876 to 1885, had failed. Bigger could then claim success, as the torso had now been located having been missing for almost a century and a half. Bigger recounted, ‘Fortune favoured me in gathering them together, my antiquarian experience readily recognising carved fragments of an ancient statue in what to others might only have appeared as “old stones”’. Having gathered all the pieces together, the statue was reassembled by Robert May of Belfast with modern heads[7] which were made and inserted into the gable by S. & T. Hastings at Chapeltown on 25 March 1908. This was the Feast of the Annunciation and a special feature of the ceremony was the free use of the Gaeilge tongue.
The hysteria in the parish was palpable for weeks beforehand. The children of Saint Mary’s Dunsford National School were given lyrics to learn which their teacher, Miss Mary Mount, had penned. Miss Mount, who later married a man by the name of Halpin, was a talented musician who composed numerous songs and sat around the harmonium with the children. So skilled was she that any verse could be placed to a tune. The choir of Saint Mary’s would sing a variation of her hymn at both Easter and Christmas which was somewhat fitting as the accompanying tune was ‘O Little Town of Bethlehem[8]’:

Facing the east our statue stands
The image of Mary, favoured by grace,
On a hilltop by the sea.
Profaned and torn by strife in the past
But restored now that all might see
Mother of God’s own Son,
Our Lady of Dunsford, plead for us
Till salvation’s battle be won.

As we pass by your shrine both day and night
On our earthly business bent,

May we offer a prayer to your listening ear
For your special kind of grace,
That peace may reign in our own dear land

Where Ireland’s saint adored,
O Lady of Dunsford, plead for us,
God hearkens to your every word. 


The work was once again made famous throughout Ireland, from northeast to south west, by Francis Joseph Bigger, as this reference to it in the Journal of the Cork Historical and Archaeological Society in 1913 proves testament:

“This statue had been shattered and scattered, and all traces of it had disappeared for centuries. It is like a romance. Mr. Bigger searched for them and found them broken into three main portions in various places. One was in the doorstep of a golf club house. The tale is too long to tell, but suffice to say, he rescued the “disjecta membra,” and had them rejoined by a capable workman in Belfast, and replaced in a niche over the west doorway of St. Mary’s Dunsfort”.

For the Marian Year 1954, Canon McKee who had two Marian shrines made Our Lady of Dunsford a thing to celebrate. While many parishes erected Lourdes grottos Dunsford and Ardglass printed calendars with the featured subject of Our Lady of Dunsford. Some of these calendars, which were sold for 1s6d, are still to be found adorning walls of homes in the area. As one of the most ancient stone Madonna’s in the world the statue is unique in Ireland in that it is still venerated by its original parish. In August 2013 a strange twist of fate fell upon the Rev. Fr. Gerard McCloskey when he himself was appointed to the role of Guardian of the Restored Shrine of Our Lady of Dunsford and Protector of the Holy Well of Saint Patrick. It is thanks to him we can now record for posterity the story of the parish’s most ancient resident.
Duane Fitzsimons




[1] Henry Fitzsimons, my grandfather believed that under Church Road, at the front of the church, there may be a souterrain. The reason he held this consideration was that anytime he passed the front of the building towing the old horse pulled reaper, the blade would vibrate in an unusual way, as if the ground beneath was hollow. It has never been stated that Rogerus de Dunesford founded the church, merely that he granted the church that stood there to the Abbey of Saint Patrick in 1194. It could be possible that this church site too was an early Christian one.
[2] The sites of the crosses are no longer discernible, there were two groves (the one on the Hanna farm has long since been removed) which were planted on both farms and it believed that the crosses may have been located in these.
[3] This has been determined by a spring which rises through the floor of these buildings.
[4] This fact has been determined by fragments of mullions from the windows in addition to the existence of the statue.
[5] Overlooking Crossmore and the church site is Megarry’s Hill, at the time he ministered to the Parish of Dunsford and Ardglass Rev. Dr. William may well have resided with his family. The dwelling is shown on the 1768 Survey of the Mannor of Ardglass.
[6] Mrs. Margaret Martin was the sister of John Fitzsimons; she was the first person known to have been buried in that plot and her name can be found on the side of the headstone.
[7] The head of Jesus has never been located, my grandfather ascertained that it may well be found in the field immediately in front of the medieval church site. Likewise, the hand of Our Lady have never been located either. It has never been stated where the original head of Our Lady found and inserted by the Rev. Fr. Mulholland went to. Though if you ever pay attention to the gateway at the quayside entrance to Jordan’s Castle you will discover a carved head of a female. This archway was put up in 1911 and the head was inserted there, perhaps returning it to its parish.
[8] As currently played by Una Fitzsimons, the version has been varied a little and the tune which accompanies the lyrics has been adapted from a jig which Gerry Curran’s band composed. Having no other purpose, it had been elevated to the role of embellishing the sentiment of this parish’s indigenous hymn.