M & B MEMORIES.
As a Smerrick boy, Cape Hill brewery could be seen and smelt from our house in Raglan Avenue. My mom and dad used to say if you could smell the hops it was going to rain! Hmm....
My parents were regulars at the Beehive pub, possibly the nearest drop from M&B's brewery. There it was at the corner of Raglan Road and Cape Hill, cosy and friendly - and always busy. Dad was fond of his pint of mild. Jokingly, I used to say that if he'd bought shares in the brewery he'd be a rich man!
In the late 60s I remember the Beehive being ripped apart, ready for "re-development" of the area. Stained glass, hardwood bars and furniture, and a beautiful etched mirror with "The Beehive" and "The Deer's Leap" on it, were all destroyed, as far as I remember, unless someone liberated a few souvenirs! Its demise must have brought a tear to the eye of the loyal regulars. As a youngster, in the early 50s, I clearly remember the draymen with their leather aprons, using horsepower to deliver the wooden barrels.
Another recollection: the glimpse through the M & B brewery main gates to a busy working world intrigued me as a lad: there was a railway line terminating a few yards short of Cape Hill. A rail wagon within seemed to have come to its final resting place. Like a beached whale, there it stayed for a decade or two. Where did the railway tracks lead to? In my imagination everything was possible.
With such memories, the demolition of M & B's high walls and the entire site a couple (?) of years ago to build bland, you-could-be-anywhere houses was very sad.
In my head, the scenes of the past can be re-created by simply closing my eyes..........