Hahahahah...I went to school here (well maybe not here exactly because there was an actual convent and also a school so I don't know to which they refer)
Home of the Thursday meatballs burnt on the outside and raw in the middle - and Friday's still frozen fishfingers with soggy half cooked fries and where I learned to make sandwiches with all bran, bananas and apple jelly jam. And of course, inspiration for the famous poem "The Ard Lughaidh Tea (with the scum on it)"....if anybody knows where the poem is...please let me know.
Its closed now and part of it is a surf school and hostel.
Ah...happy memories..good times. read more
