Gleann Fearna · Co. Leitrim
The village that gave William Trevor 'The Ballroom of Romance' - a dance hall, a lakeside forest, and a railway line that died on the border.
Glenfarne is barely a village - a scatter of houses on the N16 between Manorhamilton and the Fermanagh border, in the deep north of Leitrim where the county runs out into upland and lake. Gleann Fearna, the valley of the alders. It would be an easy place to drive through without slowing, and most people do. The reason to stop is a galvanised-iron dance hall and the story a passing English writer made of it.
John McGivern, back from the United States, built McGivern's Dance Hall here in 1934 and renamed it the Rainbow Ballroom of Romance in 1952. In the showband years it pulled crowds from three counties for Big Tom, Philomena Begley and the rest. McGivern's trick was the romantic interlude: he would lower the lights and steer strangers together on the floor. William Trevor, living in Devon, drove through in the early 1970s, saw the sign over the door, and wrote 'The Ballroom of Romance' - a story of a Saturday-night dance and the slow narrowing of a country woman's choices. Pat O'Connor filmed it in 1982 with Brenda Fricker and Cyril Cusack, and it won a BAFTA. The hall is still here, refurbished, running tea dances and a small showband memorabilia exhibition.
Behind the village, Glenfarne Forest drops through Coillte plantation to the shore of Lough MacNean, the lake where Leitrim, Cavan and Fermanagh meet. The woods grew up around Glenfarne Hall, an estate house once owned by Sir Edward Harland of the Belfast shipbuilders Harland and Wolff, who died here in 1895; the Hall is a ruin in the trees now. The old railway station survives too - the line closed in 1957 and the buildings stand as one of the more complete relics of the Sligo-Enniskillen route.
Come for the ballroom and the forest, and not for much else. There is a pub, a place to eat and somewhere to sleep near the forest entrance, but the proper shops and beds are thirteen kilometres west in Manorhamilton. This is honest scarcity country: borderland, upland, quiet. The kind of place that holds one good story and tells it well.