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By early 1921 Britain’s war in Ireland was not just a moral issue, but a financial one. The sheer expense of solving 'The Irish Question', considering financial reparation for the loss of civilian life and destruction of private property, along with the price tag of the Crown Forces’ operations in Ireland, was staggering.

For most of December 1920, Thomas Hynes, quartermaster of the Galway IRA, was in Queen’s College Galway - today's NUIG - hiding from Crown forces, sleeping on top of bookshelves, and assisting in the making of grenades.

The tall building in the centre of our picture of New Docks Road taken in 1903 was known as “Gas Tank” Flaherty’s pub. We presume he got his nickname because of the gasworks across the street. It was here that the distinguished English painter Augustus John lived for several weeks in 1914. He did a lot of painting and drawing around the city and especially the docks area, but when the World War I started, he began to worry that the locals would regard him as an English spy, so he went back to England.

First of all, how good is it to be back in the cinema, watching movies on the big screen? In my humble opinion, so good.

Susan Millar DuMars, poet and short story writer

With the cinemas closed and Ireland in self isolation, visual entertainment distraction, films which will engross are vastly important and so to Netflix and Amazon Prime most families will turn for their daily viewing requirements.

WITH THE CINEMAS closed, and Ireland in lockdown generally, we need distractions, good things to do, and stuff that will raise spirits, and this is where Netflix and Amazon come in.

More than 1,000 postcards, addressed to the British home secretary, calling for extradition charges against Julian Assange to be dropped, have been signed by Galwegians.

Our friend ‘Captain H’ who had ingeniously planted a dictaphone in the confessional under the stairs in the Town Hall prison, was up to his old tricks again. Somehow he had managed to plant a ‘friendly’ Sergeant Gates who chatted and smiled, and was a friend to all, and dangerously caught numerous snatches of conversation from the hundreds of prisoners within. These were reported to Captain H.

My mother and father love an auld reminisce about the good old days. When life was more simple, people spoke to each other in pubs and restaurants, and people lived their lives in the moment as opposed to trying to document it on the various social media pages.