So I went to the Races with my family, Listowel was mobbed and
everywhere was beautiful. Then we went up to the dancehall that night; you’d
have to queue to get a meal in Listowel that time, there were only a few
restaurants; women used not drink much that time, ‘twas all the men that went
into the pubs; a woman was considered a bit of a gangster if she drank...
From Mary Keane in conversation
with Gabriel Fitzmaurice, Cork Literary Review 2013.
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