| Jack’s Place, Kilkishen |
| Written by Cormac MacConnell | |
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HUGE big powerful carthorses would still have been a regular sight on Kilkishen’s single street back in the time when Jack’s Place was simply called Maloney’s pub and when the world was a less complicated venue. Jinglingly and clip-cloppingly their iron feet would have measured the hours of the day. And the mighty black leather collars that bound them to their burdens were often used as a folk cure for the whooping cough. The affected child put his or her head out through the collar and said the three Hail Marys. I did it myself. Another time, another place and it is interesting and stimulating to view the world again through a horse’s collar. And you can do that in a lateral fashion in Jack’s Place. One of those collars, all a-polished and restored, is hanging on a stone wall near the fireplace in the front bar. And what makes it special is the fact that it has been converted into a moltenly glittering mirror by very skilful hands indeed. The mirror glows inside the entire oval once filled by the horse’s neck. It’s a uniquely fine piece of pub décor. Registration is required to view this content, registration is FREE |














