In March we paid a visit to our family in Derry, Northern Ireland, and this time I made sure I took some photos of the Guildhall. The construction of this beautiful building began in 1887 and it opened in July 1890. It was damaged by fire in 1908 with only the clock tower surviving intact. The rest of the building was re-built and renovated after the fire and re-opened in 1912.
The many stained glass windows of the Guildhall recount the history of Derry city from earliest times to the very recent past. *
This is just a small sample of the beautiful mosaic floor throughout the hall.
Here’s a few more shots of the building, including some nice ironwork.
We were in Cavan working on our little house and our daughter invited us to stay overnight with them in Derry. As we were only an hour and a half’s drive away – instead of the usual 6 hours – we said we’d love to. By that stage we had been knocking walls and clearing rubble for two days and felt a break was in order. On the Sunday, we all went into Derry city to visit the museum (next week I’ll put those photos up) and when the grandchildren were being brought home, our daughter suggested we stay on and have a look around an exhibition that they had already been to. Little did we know it was a ploy to keep us out of the house – there was something they needed to do before we got back.
Yes, it was our wedding anniversary and we had both forgotten all about it. In fact, it was our 40th. Once we had seen the exhibition (it was about the Spanish Armada) we had a quick cup of coffee and headed back to the family. I was feeling guilty about not spending time with them as we live so far away and don’t get to visit too often. Our granddaughter was in the middle of baking something and I offered to give her a hand but she said it was for a school project so must do it herself. I hung out in the kitchen with my daughter and granddaughter, not particularly interested in the rugby match being watched on tv by Mr. R. and our son-in-law in the sitting room.
How was I to know the girls were desperately trying to get me out of the kitchen so they could bake and ice that cake? After all, both Mr. R. and myself were oblivious to the fact that we were forty years married that day. My granddaughter eventually asked me to help her with some homework in the sitting room (while her mother iced the cake). I did wonder why she needed me to correct her spelling, as she had spellcheck on the laptop she was using. A little while later, the cake was brought into the room and we still didn’t realize what it was for – they actually had to tell us! That’s the effect a house renovation can have on you, imagine forgetting your 40th wedding anniversary. 😮
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