Astonishing Rural Ireland circa 1930 in Color Enhanced

I Love the way the video shows how people and animals lived so closely together.

My wife said that even in the early 50s it was similar in Carlow planting with her grandfather in the fields..plenty of work for an 8 year old girl too..children walking miles to school in all weather..some boys would hop on the back of a donkey to get to school…very organic food as well before the dreaded pesticides came along

I lived in Galway in 1947,. But then my parents Anny and Joseph Brennan in 1961, moved to New York city. Doe I was a young boy,and a little wild at the time. I remember well those days as if it were yesterday. Ireland was and still is, is a beautiful place to live.

I truly wish it was still like this

And just Irish people . What a sight.

I remember going to my grandparents over in Ireland during the school 6 week holidays in late sixties (I'm now 62)...my dad was Irish and my mum English which was not good parentage to have at the time because of all the troubles in Belfast etc, but I can still remember those six weeks like it was yesterday....my grandparents lived out in the sticks, no running water, no flushing toilet, no telephone, no electricity....but it was beautiful to wake up to the hills of Donegal every morning almost magical and mystical.....you could see every star in the sky on a clear dark night and see the milky way....the morning mists where ghostly and surreal...those moments never fade....I have visited Ireland many times both in the south and the north and have found that as long as you don't talk politics or religion they accept you with open arms and are probably the most friendly and hospitable people that you could ever meet.

Simpler times. Imagine how close families were working , living, laughing and crying together ❤️

My Dad grew up in this era. He loved it. If you look around, there is nothing like agricultural waste or rubbish in those days. Everything was clean and unpolluted. and used again.

Please don’t confuse a hard working life with an unhappy life….I would trade about 60 percent of my modernity for this

I remember these days. My mother was born on the west coast of Ireland, west of Clifden, in the 30s. Her home was on a peninsula with water on three sides that we still visit to this day. They didn't get electricity till the late 50s. I can still remember my grandmother sitting outside my uncle's thatched cottage churning butter.

I visited Ireland eight years ago and I didn't feel like I was in a foreign land. My accent would have been similar to their own having grown up in Newfoundland and I felt right at home from the very start. Many Newfoundlanders of Irish ancestry would have come from Waterford and Wexford counties . Hope to get back again before I get too old to travel and have a walk down Talbot Street and drop into The Celt for a pint . Happy New Year to one and all. Erin Go Bragh !!!☘☘☘

I am 65, and have to categorically say spending my summer holidays on my grand parents farm in the 1960,s were fabulous times as a young child. Learned life skills very early..

Thank you for posting this video it brought tears to my eyes as I thought back to the 50ths and 60ths when as children we spent time on our family farm during our summer holidays, making haystacks and my memories of making ropes from hay with my grandfather to trow over the haystacks. A time of my life that was so precious to us all, sadly most of my family are gone now but I forever have those memories. Enjoy life when you can.

I love the intro to this video so much, the happy girl pulling the donkey cart with hard wind a blowing, legs kicking, and a smile on her face.

Thank you for uploading..my grandparents lived in this era in Ireland..great people..

Fascinating. As a model maker interested in horse drawn vehicles, I notice that the donkey carts differ in construction details from the similar, but slightly larger English ones. Thanks for these pictures. A delight.

Ohh Ireland 🇮🇪 what have we become so sad 😭

my god 90 years ago, wonderful to watch, little did these people know one day people would watch this in a changed world that no matter what can never live those days again, i know it was not easy at that time, but part of me thinks i bet people where happy with there lot, and life was simple and every one did there bit.

I can remember pony and trap on the road in the 70s as a kid and trams of hay. My grandad has a small farm outside Templemore, he never drove, travelled into town on pony and trap, milk churns on the trap to the creamery and Billy cans. I used to help him bring in trams on the trap. Found memories of my two hardworking grandparents God rest them all. My other grandfather was born in Templemore in 1895, he was a Carter in the town, and a ploughman for a shilling a day.

Happy memories of hitching around Ireland. One of the friendliest and most welcoming places in the world in my experience. 🇮🇪🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿 Pob lwc i blwyddyn newydd dda i bawb!