Oidhe Chloinne Lir
The Children of Lir
Lir, a king of the Tuatha Dé Danann, lost his wife and married her sister Aoife. Aoife grew jealous of his four children — Fionnuala, Aodh, Fiachra and Conn. She brought them here to Lough Derravaragh in her chariot, told them to bathe, and struck them with a druid's wand. They became swans, sentenced to 300 years on this lake, 300 on the Sea of Moyle, 300 on the Bay of Erris. They kept their human voices and their singing was said to ease any sorrow that heard it. People camped on the shore for centuries to listen. It is one of the Three Sorrows of Storytelling. Stand by the water at Coolure point and the lake does not feel like it is arguing with the story.
Eight hundred years of being told to leave
The friary that would not stop
Built around 1268 by William Delamer for the Franciscans who had been in the area since about 1238. Suppressed by Henry VIII in 1540, when the friars went to ground in the surrounding farms and kept saying mass anyway. Queen Elizabeth's officials called them a nest of scorpions. Cromwell's men finally scattered them in 1651. The buildings fell into ruin. The Franciscans came back in 1827, built a new friary in 1839, opened the Seraphic College in 1899 — a school for boys destined for the order. The college eventually became a Franciscan-run secondary school and agricultural college; the agricultural college closed in 2003. The friars themselves are still here. The math on that is hard to take in.
What Multyfarnham used to mean
The agricultural college
Through the second half of the twentieth century, the Franciscan College of Agriculture was the village's other life. Farmers' sons came from all over the country to learn dairy, tillage, machinery. Eight hundred boys in the dormitories at the peak. It closed in 2003 on foot of the Teagasc-funded Kennedy report and the village felt it for years. The buildings now hold a nursing home, a cancer support centre, an autism charity, and the friars themselves. Multy used to be a place you came to learn farming. Now it is a place you come to think about the friary, the lake, and what time does to institutions.