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Farewell to the days of tooth worms and ‘barber-dentists’

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There I was a complete wimp on the dentist’s chair with some involuntary muscle movements giving away my deep-seated fear of the tooth doctor, when I thought to myself, what would have happened 200 years ago in the year 1818, if a cavity in a molar had started to give me bother. Were there dentists around at that time? Was there any form of anaesthetic available? What would have been the tools used to perform an extraction.

Given the fact that my recent treatment was, in cold objectivity, a procedure carried out without even a tinge of pain, I breathed a sigh of relief half way through the session and sighed in silence to myself that: “Isn’t it just great to live in the 21st century.”

The history of teeth problems and solutions, as might be expected goes back many centuries. A little trawl through the history of dentistry indicates evidence of dental issues back as far as 7000BC in the Bronze Age Indus Valley civilisation that populated the Indian sub-continent.

Things really began to ‘advance’ dramatically a few thousand years later when the Sumarians at last ‘cracked’ the root cause of dental problems as being tiny worms that bored holes in teeth and then hid inside the resultant little cavities.

If I had been a man of Sumarian times, then my most recent painless visit to my 21st century professional, would have paled into complete insignificance. A type of dentist developed during the Sumarian era who put his professional credibility on the line on ‘his nose’ for tracking down those worms in the tooth cavities . . . not too bad apparently until he hit a nerve and tried to extract it, on the basis that it was an offending worm. That does not really bear thinking about.

Apparently this bizarre theory about worm infestation being the cause of rotten teeth survived until close to the 1700s when at last some decent medical and dental research, eventually started to move on to more orthodox theories of tooth decay being linked to acid producing sugars.

A major development through the 1700s was the new job title of barber-surgeon, a place where you could get a haircut, a shave, and most importantly of all get a troublesome tooth extracted. The hairstylists and barbers of today really just aren’t ‘half-qualified’!

For more, read this week’s Connacht Tribune.

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In the mid-1970s, JOE O’SHAUGHNESSY was a schoolboy with a camera who had an eye for the unusual shots. He took this picture outside McDonagh’s Thatch Bar in Oranmore of a gentleman taking a break from the rigours of life, with the Connacht Tribune poster on the window and also note the weekly Woman’s Choice magazine on the other side. In those days, ‘print was king’.

Country Living with Francis Farragher

It’s most unusual these days in the newspaper game to get anything in the post. Everything pops in on the email  . . . we’re all hopping in and out of Google every few minutes . . . and of course if the mobile is more than a metre away from our person, it’s as if we’re standing naked in a crowded church.

Anyway, last week, a handwritten envelope arrived from the current editor of the Tuam Herald, David Burke, who I soldiered with for a number of years back in the 1980s, which included a copy of an old column I had written for The Herald, back in January of 1984.

The column was called Country Scene and was written under the pen name of Pierce Ploughman, a king of play of words (I think) on a famous late 14th century poem called Piers Plowman and written by a William Langland, dealing with the quest for the true Christian life.

At the time one of the reasons for the pen name was that it would allow me to write a bit more anonymously about some of the characters I’d meet on the highways and byways of country life, but of course after the first column or two, my cover was blown.

One of the jolts we all get from looking back at things from the past is of course that realisation that time seems to have slipped so quickly – almost as in the blink of an eye.

The column David Burke sent to me, and written over 37-years ago, actually jogged a little memory tributary in my brain. I could remember writing it and I could remember the local character it was based on too, thankfully still alive, hale and hearty.

His name in the column was Malachy and like Pierce Ploughman of course it wasn’t his real one and his novelty in his trait of never being quite able to make up his mind about anything. One of Malachy’s dilemmas was summed up in this extract from the Country Scene column of January 7, 1984:

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Glad to have lived long enough to see the return of Christianity

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A few weeks back as I was having my usual Thursday morning flick through the Farmers Journal, (what a production: the only problem with it, being the fact that it would take a full day to read it all!), there was a picture of Kildare farmer proudly displaying his gay pride flag of all colours.

Like every other occupation, there always have been gay farmers, but going back 30 or 40 years – maybe even a lot less – such a subject would have been an absolute taboo. No mention of it; no coverage of it; and very definitely no ‘coming out’ for fear of bringing pain and shame to the family and the village.

It reminded me of a trip down from Croke Park a few years back when four of us in the car in the middle of a Galway footballing defeat post mortem were stopped in our tracks by a documentary that just ‘happened to come on’ Radio One entitled ‘In Shame, Love, In Shame’, and after hearing it, we all pondered on how Ireland could have been such an unloving, uncaring and unchristian country in the wake of the great ideals of 1916.

The documentary has been written about, and lauded too, many times, but in summary it tells the story of a young, single (the key word) Kerry woman, Peggy McCarthy, who back in 1946 became pregnant and later died while giving birth after being turned away from two hospitals because she was unmarried.

At her funeral, the local Parish Priest, Canon Patrick Brennan, locked the church gates to refuse admission for her remains, only for the locals to break them down and bring the body of the unfortunate woman into the church. Even at that, the priest refused to say Mass for her, but at least the people of the village had stood up for what they believed in: they had shown a bit of Christianity.

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A time to appreciate the jewel that is Midsummer

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Peak days in our season of brightness.

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THE other day as a few of us mused about how quickly Midsummer had come upon us, a colleague mentioned how wonderful it would be if this time of year could at least last for a couple of months, rather than slithering by so quickly.

That’s the problem with time: there’s just no holding it back and regardless of what material fortunes we might happen to stumble upon such as a lotto win, no money will buy back one second of time.

While our Irish weather, as always, might be a tad troublesome, there is, on a clear day and night of Midsummer, that wonderful phenomenon where it never gets fully dark. By the time the light of the late summer sun has retreated, the skies never really blacken and by 3am, the shafts of brightness begin to return.

Our Summer Solstice has occurred earlier this week, normally peaking between the 20th and 22nd days of June, but for of us of rural stock, the peak of the season of light was always on June 23 and June 24, the latter being the feast of St. John the Baptist.

The night of June 23 was always one marked by bonfires across the North Galway countryside with trips on donkey and cart made in the week preceding the ‘big evening’ to the local garage, where old tyres would be picked up for the big blaze.

Back then, recycling was a term used for going back to the shop if some vital provision like cigarettes for my mother were forgotten, and there was always a wow factor if an old lorry tyre could be located, sending flames and plumes of smoke to the heavens.

It was always a late night for young and old, but there was never to be any period of rest the morning after, St John’s Day, when the fair of Abbeyknockmoy drew a fair selection of stock and supposedly good buyers from ‘up the country’.

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