Cill Liúráin · Co. Wexford
A river, a railway, and a pub. Wexford town starts ten kilometres south.
Killurin is a Slaney village more than a Wexford village. The river is the reason it's here - a bend in the tidal stretch about ten kilometres north-west of Wexford town, where the R730 drops down off the higher ground and runs along the west bank towards Enniscorthy. The water is brown and wide and slow. Boats used to come up this far. Now it's mostly herons and the odd kayak.
The other constant is the railway. The Dublin-Rosslare line was cut along the riverbank in the 1870s and it has shaped the village ever since - the embankment, the cuttings, the bridge over the side road. There was a station once. There isn't now. The trains rattle through twice an hour each way and the village goes back to being quiet. Killurin's only national headline came off that line, in November 1922, when the Civil War was three months old and the IRA were trying to wreck anything the Free State needed to run a country. The story is in #stories. The short version is that a train ended up in the Slaney.