About Press Copyright Contact us Creators Advertise Developers Terms Privacy Policy & Safety How YouTube works Test new features Press Copyright Contact us Creators. BARNEY CURLEY, a legend among the gambling fraternity and one of racing's foremost political crusaders, has decided to 'pack it all in' through exasperation with the structure of the industry.

Middleton Park House is a 19th-century Georgian country house in Castletown-Geoghegan, County Westmeath

• Bellewing home Yellow Sam. Everyone knows this one and it remains the most outrageous spanking.
• Barney Curley has been credited with many things in his time but is best known as a professional gambler. He was also a racehorse trainer, a pub owner, the manager of a pop group and an entrepreneur. He tried his luck on the other side of the fence as a.

It stands on a gentle hill on a kilometre-long avenue looking towards Lough Ennell. It is a detached six-bay two-storey building with the central two bays slightly projecting from the façade. It has a slate roof and a projecting single-storey limestone Ionic entrance portico. Other features of the house are its under-floor heating system, stone bifurcated staircase leading to the Gallery Landing and three-story-high atrium lantern located in the Main Hall. At one end of the house is a cast-iron conservatory, one of only a few Richard Turner conservatories to be found in Ireland.^[1]

After many years of disrepair, the house was restored in mid-2007 and is opened to the public as a commercial entity specialising in corporate events and private weddings and as a restaurant. This venture closed in 2016,^[2] with the house rapidly falling back in to disrepair. Restoration work to return it to use as family home began in 2019 and has been featured on an RTÉ TV series 'Great House Revival' ^[3]

History[edit]

Middleton Park House was built c. 1850 by George Boyd-Rochfort, who commissioned architect George Papworth to design it and oversee its construction. Drawings of part of the interior were exhibited by Papworth during the Royal Hibernian Annual Exhibition of 1850.

The Victoria Cross-winning soldier George Boyd-Rochfort and his younger brother, racehorse trainer Cecil Boyd-Rochfort, were born at Middleton Park. The house was host to a number of celebrities in the 1930s and 1940s, such as Rita Hayworth (who married Prince Aly Khan in 1949).

The House and estate remained in the Boyd-Rochfort family until the early 1960s when it was sold. Since then it has seen many owners, including gambler Barney Curley who raffled the House in 1986.^[1]

References[edit]

1. ^ ^ab'Middleton Park House, Castletown Geoghegan, County Westmeath'. National Inventory of Architectural Heritage. Retrieved 13 December 2012.
2. ^Ryan, Orla (21 March 2016). 'Hotel tells couple 'to make alternative arrangements' for wedding less than two months away'. thejournal.ie. Retrieved 4 March 2021.
3. ^https://evoke.ie/2020/03/21/showbiz/great-house-revival-finale

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Barney Curley Horse Trainer

‘Next to winning, I like losing’ is my favourite quote from a gambler. I wish I could remember who
said it.

Gamblers Never Win is an old adage, and also a short story by Stan Barstow, published in 1961.
Barstow is most famous for his first novel, A Kind of Loving, which was filmed with Alan Bates, and is
considered one of the ‘new wave’ of working class novelists (John Braine, who wrote Room at the Top,
and Alan Sillitoe –The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner and Saturday Night and Sunday Morning
– are others) who emerged in the early 60s.

This was the time when English culture moved from the Drawing Room to the Kitchen Sink.

It is something of a Cautionary Tale, almost Methodist in its morality. Scurridge, in his 50s, an
unpleasant man in a loveless marriage, is returning home from the greyhound track on a Saturday
night. He has won a few quid and has had a few drinks. Checking his Pools coupon, he realises he has
won. He celebrates but, outside his terraced home, falls, cuts an artery, and dies.

Quite. Not Barstow at his best but still illustrative of a truth. I remember an Irish voice explaining that
a bettor could win every day for twenty years, and still lose it all in an afternoon.

A gambler who did win was Barney Curley, with Yellow Sam, at Bellewstown, County Meath, in 1975.

He needed to. His debts were eye-watering.

The entirely legal coup was very simple. He first required a horse that would start at long odds, and
win. He approached his trainer, Curragh-based Liam Brennan, in confidence. According to Brennan,
Yellow Sam had improved a lot. Although in two years his highest placing had been eighth, he had run
at the bigger tracks and on soft ground, neither of which suited him. A modest race – like the Mount
Hanover Handicap Hurdle – should be within his compass.

Second, he needed a means of getting the money down. He arranged to hit 300 betting shops across
Ireland, with bets placed around fifteen minutes before the race. Curley had ‘five or six men’ he could
trust. Each of those was asked to enlist equally reliable cohorts. In the end around £15,000 was
wagered, with stakes ranging from £50 to £300. It was important to give the shops time to lay the
money off.

The third pillar of the plan was the incomparable Benny O’Hanlon. Benny was a large, fit man with a
great sense of humour. He was, as the Irish say, sound.

Bellewstown, in those happy days, was connected to the outside world by a single payphone. In order
for the plan to work Hanlan had to occupy the booth from 25 minutes before the race until the off.
That wasn’t going to be easy.

The starting price of all horses was determined by the on-course bookies. It was essential that they
remained ignorant of the huge amount of cash being placed on Yellow Sam. Benny was to be a latter
day King Canute, aiming to hold back the crashing surf of layers desperate to make contact.

Everything was planned. He gained possession of the phone without trouble, now the task was to keep
it. He began a loud, imagined conversation with a distant hospital. A fictional aunt was seriously ill.

The strategy was that he would repel potential callers – and there would be many – first with
explanations, charm and wit, and then, if needed, with protestations and pleas. This was an
exceptional aunt; steadfast, loyal, courageous, virtually a saint; she was the Virgin Mary of his family,
the Brigid of Kildare of his past. She was an Aunt for all Seasons.

Naturally there were occasionally those whose desire to make a call overrode their sympathy for
Benny’s private distress. For these, there was another weapon. The look in Benny’s eye.

During the planning stage it was felt that this was as far as things were likely to go, and so it proved,
but O’Hanlon was ready to fight if need be and to smash the phone if he had to. Benny would have
done time rather than let Barney down.

As the tannoy declared the race in progress, O’Hanlan emerged, exhausted and drenched in sweat.
There had been a miracle, he told the assembled, his aunt had turned the corner. He apologised
profusely and shook many hands. Someone brought him a pint of Guinness. He had downed it by the
time Yellow Sam cruised home.

Barney Curley Racehorse Trainer

The battle was half won. Nervously, he waited for the price (he had had no time to check the odds).

Barney Curley, present but incognito, already knew. He felt good. He’d just had fifteen grand on a
20/1 winner.

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The phone-box, no longer operational, has been preserved by Bellewstown. Now that the bookies
have got over their bad mood, everyone there is rather pleased it happened.

If Barstow had ever met Barney and Benny, and their mates, he might have loosened up a bit.

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