A nearby junction to my childhood home, Conway’s Cross was a hive of activity and is now a store of fond memories – from Jackie’s dance hall to getting the bus into Sligo town with my mother.

It was a place associated with expectation and jollity. From the 1960’s, it was home to the famed “Cobbler Conlon”.

He was a skilled fiddler who sometimes entertained his customers with the bow – a place where the lathe was put down and time was forgotten!