How a parish kept a club
Erin's Own at Gulladuff
The club now called Erin's Own GAC Lavey runs through Gulladuff. It began in 1926 as Knockloughrim Erin's Own, named by a Mayo man, Liam O'Connor, who was teaching in the parish; when O'Connor emigrated to America in 1928 the club folded, and it was reorganised in 1933 under Mick Crilly as Erin's Own GAC Lavey, with the pitch moved to the townland of Gulladuff. On St Patrick's Day 1991 the club won the All-Ireland Senior Club Football Championship, beating Salthill of Galway in the final. Five of that panel - Henry Downey, Johnny McGurk, Tony Scullion, Enda Gormley and Séamus Downey among them - went on to win Ulster and the All-Ireland with Derry in 1993, Downey lifting Sam as captain. The pitch where that team trained is still here, the 2010 community complex beside it.
Lough Beg, Anahorish, the back fields
Heaney's ten-mile radius
Heaney scholars reckon over half of his collected poems are set within ten miles of his Mossbawn birthplace near Bellaghy. Gulladuff is inside that ring. The drumlins he called the low hills, Lough Beg with Church Island visible from the road, Anahorish - all within a short drive. The HomePlace museum is in Bellaghy, but the landscape that made the poems is out here in the fields between, and Gulladuff is one of the quiet crossroads you pass through to read it on foot.
The Troubles came to the crossroads
John Davey, 1989
In February 1989 John Davey, a Sinn Féin councillor on Magherafelt District Council, was shot dead by the Ulster Volunteer Force as he returned to his home in Gulladuff. It is the kind of fact a small place carries quietly rather than advertises, but it is part of why this corner of south Derry feels the way it does, and worth knowing if you are reading the parish rather than just driving through it.
Why the roads bend the way they do
The drumlin farmland
This part of south Derry is drumlin country - low rounded hills left behind by the last ice age, each one a separate small farm with a separate small field system. The roads go around the drumlins rather than over them, which is why a five-mile journey takes fifteen minutes and you cannot see what is coming. Dairy and beef on the lower ground, rushy fields in the hollows. The land has shaped how the parish is laid out and how people know each other across it.