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Phenomenal day of sales at the O’Donnellan and Joyce September auction

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Friday September 17 turned out to be a phenomenal day of sales with more than 30 properties going under the auction hammer in the O’Donnellan & Joyce digital auction room. Colm O’Donnellan took to the podium at his live stream property auction which was viewed live by more than 7,000 people. Speaking through smartphones, tablets, and computers in homes and offices across Ireland and indeed abroad, Mr O'Donnellan outlined how the live stream auction works, demonstrating that the team have the technology, the manpower, and the determination to survive the current challenges of this long-lasting pandemic and continue to deliver on their promise to buyers and sellers of property both locally and nationally.

Rockpool Down Memory Lane

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The bright sky glistened on our downturned faces as we turned left and past miles of sandy Mulranny beach when mum didn’t stop the car. We were nearly in tears and barely noticed the overpowering gloriousness of the gigantic rhododendron magenta entwined with thorny golden gorse. The car was slowing down, trapped behind a sheep with pink on its fleece. Slower and slower until we stopped. Out we traipsed, my toddler brothers and I, still looking glum. Mum touched my chin and pointed. The view was glorious. Azure blue sea gently waved in the distance, Clare Island stood tall whilst six seals danced proudly at the base of Croagh Patrick, its church sparkling like the moon at the top. Creeping down the rocky, sandy tor, sheep gently grazed amidst the gorse and bog weeds, pebbles creeking up our sandals, uncomfortable under our toes. And there hidden, like our very own secluded island, a beach, with golden sandy sand untouched by human. Well, it felt like it was untouched by humans, we were the only ones here. We settled the boys on a blanket with their spades, and true to form they found they had better spades, using their nimble fingers to shovel sand into their mouths as though they had never been fed. Mother fixed her head scarf and began reading her Maeve Binchy; mind you, with two toddlers I doubted she would get much reading done.

 

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