Down by the Secret Garden – Blessington Basin

On the south side, the secret garden was always the Iveagh Gardens. But in recent years music, comedy and food festivals have meant that that garden isn’t so secret anymore. So these days to find the city’s true secret garden, you have to head north side. Up O’Connell St, then North Frederick, cross Dorset and on up Blessington until you come to the black wrought iron gates. In you go. And you’re there.

Yoga (Image: Dave Dowling)

The Blessington Basin, a perfect little gem of a walled park with seats and walkways around the edges of what the locals call ‘the duck pond’. The park is surrounded on all sides by quiet residential areas and the couple of old doors in the walls further enhance the secluded magical feeling. And those lucky enough to live on Geraldine St and Primrose Avenue, which back onto the park, enjoy stunning views.

Originally constructed as the Royal George Reservoir in 1810, fed by the Royal Canal from Lough Owel, it continued to supply water to the north side of the city until around 1885. Right up until the 1970s the reservoir also provided water to two of the city distilleries, Jameson and Powers. Dublin Corporation subsequently took over the basin and turned it into a public park – albeit one with a ‘private’ feel.

But the passing of the years was not kind to the park. “The ravages of time and sporadic acts of vandalism have taken their toll on the former reservoir…” the Dublin Tribune reported in 1990. “Much of the embankment along the water’s edge is subsiding. Iron railings are leaning dangerously close to the water… seating alongside the sides of the reservoir is regularly vandalised… a bricked up toilet provides an unattractive addition…” the paper added.

We all grew up feeding bread to the ducks

As Dublin played host to European City of Culture in 1991, the Goethe Institute paid for Dieter Magnus, a German “urban repair specialist”, to come up with a new design. But as Gerry Crowley tells us in his history ‘Basin At The Broadstone’, Magnus’ design met with resistance from the locals who cooled on the idea of German generosity. However, it did spur the local residents and businesses on into a flurry of fundraising activity. With added funds from the Corporation and with work provided by FAS trainee schemes and corporate donations of materials, renovations finally went ahead. President Mary Robinson and Lord Mayor John Gormley officially opened the Blessington Basin we see today in late 1994. The secret garden was back in business.

Parks Mgr Ed Bowden (Image: Kevin Barrington)

Despite the park’s tranquil beauty it can attract some anti-social behaviour, Parks Manager Ed Bowden tells “If people drink in a moderate way and stay quiet and don’t interfere with anybody, we kind of leave them alone because they are everywhere and they’re part of the community too,” he says. We’re sitting in his office in the lovely old period cottage just inside the gates of the park. “But when they get rowdy it can be problematic”, he adds.

It seems there is nothing new about the problems presented by the demon drink, local historian Jerry Crowley tells us. The original occupant of the lodge, a predecessor of Ed’s, was a man called William Ferguson. And despite the fact that the city then had some 2,000 alehouses, 1,200 brandy shops and 300 taverns for a population of some 170,000, Ferguson decided to augment his wage by opening a shebeen in the lodge.

It wasn’t long, however, before he was busted – leading the corporation to introduce an ordinance specifying that “in future none of the Basin Keepers be allowed sell Porter, Ale or Spirits, at any of the city Basins, nor permit any person to do so, under pain of dismissal.” Ed says that nowadays the majority of people enjoy themselves without incident. The proposed opening of injection centres may also help to reduce anti-social behaviour in the city’s parks.

A December scene at the Secret Garden (Image: Dave Dowling)

We decide to move on from the folly of man to another more light-hearted subject. The folly of swans! It is not only humans who create the odd chaotic scene, Ed says. The swans are guilty too. “Sometimes the swans don’t make very successful landings,” he says. Swans can only take off and land on water and they need a long ‘runway’. Because of that they can often overshoot their landing spot. “Neighbours will come running around saying there’s a swan caught in their garden or laneway,” Ed says. “Then we have to go out and capture it and rescue it and bring it back into the basin”.

There’s of a bit of a bohemian feel to it and that’s good

A recent and charming addition to the park are the fairy zones. Although not fully visible with the lush summer vegetation, these are little areas with painted mushrooms, little houses, tiny parks with swings; basically a fairy wonderland. There’s one zone beside the lodge and another at one of the corners of the basin. “That was Ciara Dowling. She did all the fairy doors and the house and all the other paraphernalia that came with it; the little swings and gardens. The kids love it and they want to come back to see it all the time. You can see the parents with them and the kids dragging them back over and over again.” Speaking of the new additions, he adds: “That sort of thing has changed the atmosphere in the park. We have noticed that people have been putting up chalk messages on the wall and love hearts. There’s of a bit of a bohemian feel to it and that’s good. As long as it is pleasant and in chalk, we don’t mind them writing on the walls.”

Grafitti on the wall (Image: Kevin Barrington)

Ed says the thing he loves most about his job is the planting of trees. “The one thing I do enjoy more than anything is planting trees and knowing that they are going to be there long after I am gone. I see trees I planted 15 years ago in Phibsboro and they are huge now,” he says with pride. And despite the talk of anti-social behaviour, the vandalism of saplings that was so prevalent back in the 80s and early 90s seems to have become a thing of the past. “We used to lose a huge percentage through vandalism – about 20- 25% – but I would say nowadays it is less than 2%.”

He puts the progress down to things like nature tables in primary schools and school visits to the park. The next move is to get people to stop feeding the ducks and swans so much white bread as it’s not good for them. “Cabbage or lettuce, or whatever is going these days like rocket or bok choi, is much better for them,” Ed smiles. There are signs up telling people what to feed the various birds, “But it’s a hard habit to break,” he acknowledges. “We all grew up feeding bread to the ducks.”

Kevin Barrington is a poet, multimedia artist and a regular on the open mic scene around town. Kevin is also an award winning advertising copywriter and blogger. He gets his adrenalin from cycling around town or out to the 40ft for a swim.


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