Cork City Street Newsvendor, Ireland 1969
HTML-код
- Опубликовано: 23 авг 2024
- Newspaper seller John Kelleher dices with the traffic in Cork City to make his living.
John Kelleher, a former Echo Boy, operates from the traffic bollard in the Coliseum Cinema area of Cork City, running back and forth to motorists with newspapers.
From a family of newspaper vendors, John’s mother began selling newspapers in the 1920s and the family have been operating in the Coliseum area ever since. With four children of his own John Kelleher hopes that they will carry on the family tradition.
It’s an honest and good living.
In the late 1940s traffic on Cork’s streets was much lighter when John Kelleher began working and he sold papers mainly to pedestrians. As years passed and traffic got heavier, the corporation introduced a one way traffic system. As a result of the one way system, all traffic has to pass by Coliseum corner in order to get to the city, providing a boost to the newspaper trade.
Operating from the island in the centre of the road John Kelleher navigates the passing cars, trucks, bicycles and buses as he sells the newspapers.
I have to be on my toes and keep things moving.
The work requires a good head for numbers with some of his customers paying cash at the time of purchase, and others paying weekly or monthly. However, he does foresee a few problems when decimalisation is introduced.
This episode of ‘Newsbeat’ was broadcast on 12 November 1969.
What a portal into the past and a way of life, long gone. Much respect to this hard working man!
Incredible. A hard working family man making an honest living with his unique skills and energy
I remember him very well.
What a fantastic line up, of the cars , trucks and buses from the 1960's and early '70's. About 90% were British built, assembled in Ireland. Not a Japanese or Korean car in sight. Very few continental cars too, apart from the very popular VW beetle. Note the sign for the 60 "Green Shield stamps" in the garage forecourt in the background.
I AM AMAZED AT THE WAY HE USED TO KEEP DASHING AROUND THE TRAFFIC ALL THOSE YEARS WITHOUT HAVING AN ACCIDENT I OFTEN STOPPED TO LOOKAT HIM IN WONDER A LEGEND IN MY HOMETOWN CORK CITY IRELAND 🇮🇪
This man tackled this humble job like an athlete making cinematic art. He elevates us all. gawbless
What a fantastic man. He looks a bit like Jaoquin Phoenix as Johnny Cash. Fantastic ☘🇮🇪🧚♂️
This is something you wouldn't see happening today.
You certainly wouldn't see it.
It is quite surprising. I just saw a video of people using a telegraph earlier. You sure won't see that happening today either!
You could people may yet go back when they invent the time machine book your ticket
What a great video capturing a trade that is long gone.
Mr Kelleher looked to be on top of his work 👏
Great clip I love the work ethic and positivity it was part of the Cork I grew up in and not far away outside of Roches stores were the Dunne brothers playing their music they were talented and humble.
This junction where he is running around is the place from where I took my Aircoach to Dublin last month. Amazing to see how it has changed over the years
The whole traffic system in Cork has completely changed and re-routed into a one way system . I remember those days when there was no one way systems in Cork .
I remember this Cork city from my visits as a child , it was a magical place to us rural folk
The drink nearly killed him. He was almost struck by a Guinness lorry)))
You must be from Cork with that kind of wit.
@@Daniel-OConnell Actually I am from meath. The joke was actually told by Robin Williams when portraying Mrs Doubtfire. True. I myself am about as witty as a goose.
Great video, loved it 👍
That's at the intersection where McCurtain St becomes Lower Glanmire Rd.
Yeah, when the 'LeisurePlex' still had the classier name of 'The Coliseum'.
On the good side, today he would have sneakers, on the bad side, he would soon have to take credit cards
I would take that job. Must be fun running around and getting your money 😃
We had no gyms then, but few obese people too.
Wow what a man. I sold the papers when the pope came to Galway in ballybrit. I had a gear bag and it was full to the brim with mostly pound notes. I was paid 25 pounds for that day.
When Cork city was a great place.
Today you couldn't leave a bag of money on the road
Almost a decade spent in this exeptional city made me kind of an expert of cognization😜 I probably visited all nooks and cranies of Cork, either sober or pissed
Would've being a great time to be alive now look its all one big cluster fuk
It sure was, before the health and safety mania set-in.
First I notice how clear of bollards and crap the roads are, but mainly in awe of this skilled man. Nearly all the vehicles were imported CKD resulting in a decent amount of extra employment, altho sometimes the quality was not too good.
A marathon every day
Selling newspapers like that is excellent for your health as its good for the circulation!
a legend
I was 10 at the time. I know the spot, like others.
I would pass there every day in late 1974 -1975 going to work with my dad's car, and maybe he was there then, 2000 pairs of shoes later.
Great guy this John Kelleher. Would be a Tik Tok star now.
I imagine many had an account with him, as he would just pass the paper in.
No Hi Viz jacket or safety harness 😉. Innocent times. I see he passed away in 2019 at the grand age of 89. All that running around did him no harm it seems. RIP.
He appears to being paid by some but not all?
I guess he knew subscribers on sight?
What was that song playing in the background?
in awe
Echo get your evening echo
I remember men in the mid 70’s doing this in Dublin roaring herald or press but they had a particular way of shouting herald . Annesley bridge in fair view being one spot.
I remember people selling papers like this on the road out past Inchicore towards the Naas dual carriageway not too long ago, maybe late 90s. They were fairly static though compared to this lad :)
The health and safety loonies wouldnt allow this nowadays.........😅😅😅😅
That would keep you fit
Our Irish road runner.
Ah! Cork, not Cork Street! Watched the whole video thinking how much Cork Street has changed! Title misleads 😆😆😆
How did Mr. Kelleher's job change over the years, was he there for much longer? I'd love to know more.
Quick google search says he only died recently enough, 2019, aged 89. Having sold papers for 74 years of his life! Remarkable.
@@theRappinSpree, thanks for the information.
Kudos to that gentleman, papers then reported news not my life in the bush of ghosts..#hacks
he makes the internet look slow
How was your day love? “I was running around all day”
Kept him fit!
It's a good job step counters hadn't been invented. If Mr. Kelleher had had one it would have caught fire in his pocket.
Like a perpetual motion machine.
did the same job in the 60s in Dagenham by the Princess
How did this guy stay alive...??
God I love the irish people. Down to earth , traditional and friendly. Not keen of people of Irish descent though. Whether they live in the UK, USA, Canada or Australia. They seem to have violent tempers and a bossy/arrogant attitude for some reason!!!
It hurts cause it’s true
Question: And what would have changed?
Answer: Their Environment/The Natives, either or both of which would have kn0cked the niceness 0ut of them!
Those were the great days not as many laws and rules like today living in a dictatorship of laws .
He's lucky got hit a vehicle.
Not easy and quite dangerous
Great but are they paying him at all
I used to do this for a while in the early 90's (mostly at the lights outside "The Regional", ie Cork University Hospital, and Wilton Shopping Centre) - like he was saying in the video, you had the people who would pay you on the spot, and those who would "catch you on Friday", or whatever. It was generally about 50/50, but it depended on the spot. Like Johnny said as well, people were very straight with you. That was the '60's but even by the '90's, I always found the money was right at the end of the week, or if people missed you one week, they would catch you the next week. F%&k knows how they kept it all straight back £sd days! Of course the commuters would have to face you anyway, or find a new way to work! Funny thing was, it was when you did the papers outside Church on Sunday, _that's_ where you get caught! The busier the church, and the rougher the neighbourhood the more you would be 'down', but like Woolworths and shoplifters, it was just something that was sort of factored in. I just always thought it was funny, people go and observe their religious obligations and then, literally the very next thing, they go and rob the paper boy! As for leaving money lying down, by the 90's, no I wasn't taking that chance. Some of the younger lads, you did hear of getting hassled or mugged from time to time (although the lads that worked for Johnny Kelleher, who kind of had the City Centre all to themselves, pretty much, were from what I hear fairly tight (and fairly tough!) so they kind of had each other's back. They were famous for their cry, as well, kind of like the "Extra, Extra, Read All About It!" that you saw in the old film noirs, but more like a kind of yodel. It wasn't a formally taught thing though and every Echoboy (I wasn't aware of Echogirls, but I'm open to correction) had their own signature call, some of which were almost incomprehensible. It is said that the lads had their own rudimentary 'cant' that was on occasion encoded in the calls but I can't comment. Incidentally the shouting was more of a thing with the static Echoboys, rather than the ones like me darting around in the traffic. Sadly, it was kinda dying out in the '90's... I guess a lot of the 'Old Stock' had moved on to other things. Fellas still gave a desultory cry of "Echooah!" but tbh, the music had gone out of it.
Oh, and to the chap who answered "Faster than a drug deal", funny you should _say_ that. Doing the Echos wasn't a job you lasted long in if you were dishonest, but that said, I _believe_ there was one chap who was known, mysteriously, to charge *£10* .40 for the paper... 🦡 or so it is said.
Hafta say in fairness though to John Kelleher - they are saying in the comments how all the running around must've kept him fit, and, well, it obviously did in spite of all the lead and carbon monoxide since he lived into his 80's, but God knows how the job didn't do for him. They should have called him Nijinsky the way he was in and out of the traffic, but good as he was, the way he played the odds he was a lucky man he didn't get creamed... But yeah, like I say, Mr. Bojangles or what!
ruclips.net/video/LVba6lFAeUU/видео.html John Kellehar does an interview 8 years later,he reminds me of Robbie Williams.
I think for every paper he sold he got a 3rd of the price