Dublin’s streets, broad and narrow

Dublin’s streets, broad and narrow
The Liberties

by Maurice Curtis (Currach Press, €14.99)

The Back of the Hack: Growing Up in the Liberties

by Kathleen Clifford (A & A Farmar, €15.00)

Some years ago author Maurice Curtis brought out a history of the Liberties, that district of Dublin to the south west that once lay outside the city walls, and where over time there developed a very lively community.

This new book takes a different tack. It is an album of photographs of the Liberties in the last 100 years or so. It can be recommended to anyone interest in Dublin’s urban life, but it is also something more.

Turning over the pages showing many now vanished streets and buildings, one is impressed with the faces of the people, worn by life certainly, but also from the smallest child to the oldest grandparent, alive with high spirits.

There was a great deal of poverty in the Liberties and that cannot be romanticised. But there was also remarkable human resilience and resource.

As a memorial volume to a vanished and vanishing way of life the book could not be bettered. But as the old streets and buildings are swept away they are being replaced by great  blank-faced developments, with streets where there is no human space, room for ordinary life, or for children to play.

The city authorities under the city manager and the developers are creating what will very soon be another dead zone, like the docks area by night.

Readers wondering about the inner life of all the people shown in these pages might turn to Kathleen Clifford’s memoir  The Back of the Hack.

Here one can learn all about what these people, or at least a representative family, experienced and felt over the generations. Her pages are alive with the voices of the past.

She herself worked in the famous Ever-Ready battery factory at Portobello which is a story in itself. She reveals a great deal about the real working life of women in those generations when many millennials seem to think few woman ‘worked’ – as if rearing a family and running a small house was not work.

She grows warm about the indifference, even cruelty of the authorities to those at the bottom of the heap, for many in modern Dublin things have not changed all that much.