Every Sunday The Ma would get all us 5 kids ready and haul us all on board the 22 bus or if the Da was not working into his A40 AUSTIN car and bring us to our Nannies place down in Sheriff st beside the docks. Living in their flat was the Granda Michael, Nanny Nolan and 3 aunts,Joan,Lily and Rose.(Granda Michael "Bisha" Nolan along with his 2 sons ,uncle Paddy and Christy "Bisha" Nolan were dockers and Christy had spent time sailing around the world on a merchant ship).......One Sunday ,in 1965,Aunt lily brought the 3 stooges .....Rick ..little Ger and Bem on a stroll up to town,(Rob and Jacqueline were too small to bring)..It was a Beautiful sunny day .We all had our matching shorts (just the boys) and our bodices under our T-Shirts(Bodices were like little buttoned vests ).We walked up along the Boundary wall until we reached Connolly Station,When little Ger started moaning.."Lily, Lily, I cant walk anymore me legs are hurting",he says.Now little Ger even back then was as solid as a rock.Anyway lily scooped him up and threw him on her shoulder and we headed up Talbot st.Little Ger looked down at us and started smiling. Rick says to lily."Lily that's not fair, can we have a lift too ?" "Feck off " she says ."I have me hands full with this lump,He weighs a ton". And with that we all started laughing except little Ger who was not impressed been called a Lump.Next we got to a sweet shop and bingo ,little Ger starts whinging ."Lily i'm hungry ,Can i have sweeties"?
In lily goes and gets us our goodies .After we scoffed our sweets Little Ger wanted to get back up on Lily but she told him to walk .Bem and Rick we're delighted,and started calling him a big baby,which prompted him to run at us like a bull,we were in stitches and took refuge behind Lily.We eventually get to O'Connell st and we says to Lily."Lily can we go up there ".pointing up at the pillar."Okay" says Lily and over we go .We got to the bottom of the pillar and looked up and on cue Little Ger started moaning that his legs were too small to go up the spiral stairs....so Lily throws him over her shoulder and starts up the stairs with Little Ger's woolly hair bobbing up and down .he looks at us and smiles and gives us a triumphant wink.Poor Lily was struggling up them stairs with Ger on her shoulder .Eventually we made it to top and had a look out over Dublin ...Lily had to give us a lift to see out over the rail.There was wire mesh all above the rail so there was no danger of falling . The people down below looked like ants walking around. We skipped back down the stairs,even little Ger ,with poor Lily lagging behind.We jumped on a bus and we ran up the stairs to the front seat,we felt we were driving the bus. We all slept like babies that night ..even poor Lily ...zzzzzzzz
P.S. A year later in 1966 the pillar was blown up by the IRA.