It annoys me that I didn’t sit down and chat more with my Grandad when he was alive and talk about what it was like to be young in the 20s and 30s. It means I can only speculate now.
A lot of my Grandad’s early ablums are filled with trips around Ireland with groups of his friends. From Skerries to up North to Blessington and Mayfield. These trips were spent on the beach and having picnics, socialising and playing tennis or badminton.
Pictures are always of relaxed groups of friends lieing on the beach or outside the houses that they were renting or on the tennis court. The fashions of the time are fantastic, kinda like a hipster vintage look before hipsters and when it wasn’t vintage. I love the relaxed feel to these gatherings, which breaks from the much more reserved pictures that people tended to take at the time.
These pictures were taken some time in 1928 in Blessington and Mayfield.
For other Adventures of my Grandad, stay tuned or check out his earlier adventures: