The reference to Ffrench family would give away that it was a Protestant built village yes, which reminds me of an aul yarn…
Not so fado, but back when hurling finals were occasionally played in the old Pearse Stadium, two brothers from a neighbouring house got up early on a County Final Sunday morning to cycle to Salthill for the game.
The game was won and a tour of public houses began on the way home until they got to Athenry. After a time in Athenry the 2 boys were worse for wear and while they attempted to make it home the affect of drink prevailed and our boys found lodgings in a cosy hayshed outside of the town. They arrived home early Monday morning, famished and hungover to a waiting and anxious mother, relieved to have them home and ready to spit nails at their adventure. When finally the dust settled after they getting their Leasadh teanga from the mother, the thought crossed her to ask
“Did ye get Mass yesterday lads?”
“We did mother”
“And where did ye get it?”
“In Monivea mother”…Mammy knew…Her sons souls were going to eternal damnation.