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garmthehellhound · 5 years

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Hw did Connor remembr Darkany??

the train moved along on silent rails. It was a silent andeerie ride. Connor couldn’t see them, but he knew they were there. The dead,the damned, the lost souls, on their way to spend eternity in hell. He couldsense them all around him. He’d stopped seeing them once they boarded, he assumedit was some effect The Goodman had. @katphantom69 hadn’t stopped seeing themthough. They crowded around her, begging for their pleas to be heard, lookingat he with pleading sunken in eyes filled with maggots and bloody tears. But therewas nothing she could do for them once their fates were forever sealed this way,and besides they spoke but no sound came from their mouths. The dead who aredamned to hell, must stay in hell. Some would go on to become demons and lesserevils, but that punishment was only afforded to the ones who completely forfeitedtheir humanity. She put plugged her ear buds into her phone in a closed hereyes, but the music did little to help. Eventually she rested her head back anddrifted off to sleep with her scythe over her shoulder.

Connor rubbed the spot behind Kip’s ( @clockworkvoyage )earsand his tail swished a little.

“I’m sorry for dragging you into this boy.” Connorsaid to him

“You’re the most loyal friend I could’ve asked for, andI promise I won’t let anything happen to you or let anyone take you.’

Kip made a noise in his throat that may have been a purringnoise and leaned in closer. Connor rubbed his ears and neck, feeling the coarsered fur under his hands. He glanced over at Kat then back to Kip, who was alsoshowing the tell tale signs of sleep coming on. His ears and paws twitched alittle, a good sign of a good dream for beasts and hounds. Connor was glad thathis friend would get a good dream before journeying to the one place he didn’twant to go.

Connor himself found sleep a distant memory. He gazed outthe window he could see the darkness becoming almost alive as the train movedalong silently, the shadows appearing to gaze back at him. He turned away, andinstead looked at his two companions. He was worried and scared for Dark, butalso scared for them too, he was regretting ever bringing them along. Then hismind turned to what he had in his pocket. He pulled the silken glove out andgazed at it forlornly and ran his thumb over the symbols sewn in on the back ofthe hand, it even still smelled faintly of Dark’s lavender perfume. It was whathad triggered everything. How he kept his memories of her, how he knew whereshe’d been taken, and who he had to bring with him, and one other thing.

"We’ll find her, won’t we?” A small voice saidnear his shoulder.

Connor turned to see one of the small spirits, hovering afew inches from him. They were all here, and what’s more he could hear them.

“Aye, I promised you all that I wouldn’t abandon her. Icertainly don’t intend to go back on my word.”

One of the small spirits began crying grey tears thatstained it’s sheet.

“Mama-” it began but soon was too overcome withtears to say much of else.

“Hey, hey now. What’s that for. C'mere.” Connorsaid, taking the little one in his calloused hands. Suddenly it was like atidal wave of emotion fell on them. They all came to him and he held them allin his arm. As he looked at them, it might have been a trick of the light buthe could have sworn they looked like a baby for a second.

“Hey I know what,” Connor began, “My Auntie Aused to sing to me when I got like this.”

He thought for a moment and tried to remember how that oldsong went. It had been a while since he sang and it was a little pitchy, and hewas pretty sure he fumbled one of the old Gaelic words but otherwise he stillremembered it.

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Feasgarciùin an tus a'chèitein

(One quiet evening at the beginning of May)

nuairbha ‘n ialtag anns na speuran

(when the bats were inthe sky)

chualaimrìbhinn òg ’s i deurach

(I heard tearful young maiden)

seinnfo sgàil nan geugan uain’.

(Singingbeneath the shadow of the green branches)

Bhaa'ghrian 'sa chuan gu sìoladh

(Thesun was setting in the sea)

’sreult cha d'éirich anns an iarmailt

(Andno stars yet graced the sky)

nuaira sheinn an òigh gu cianail

(Whenthe young girl sang sorrowfully)

“Thamo ghaol air àird a'chuain”.

(“Mylove is on the high seas.”)

Thòisich dealt na h-oidhch’ ri tùirling

(The night’s dew began to fall)

’s lùb am braon gu caoin na flùrain

(Each bloom yielding softly to the droplets)

Shèid a'ghaoth 'na h-oiteag chùbhraidh

(Thewind blew in a fragrant breeze)

beatha ’s ùrachd do gach cluan.

(Bringing life and renewal to each field)

Ghleus an nighneag fonn a h-òrain

(The girl tunefully sang her song)

sèimh is ciùin mar dhriùchd an Òg-mhìos

(Quietand peaceful like the June dew)

'a bha an t-sèisd seo 'g éirigh 'n còmhnaidh

(Andthis chorus constantly repeated)

“Tha mo ghaol air àird a'chuain”.

(“Mylove is on the high seas”)

Chiaran latha is dheàrrs 'na reultan,

(Daydarkened and the stars shone)

sheòlan rè measg neul nan speuran.

(Settingtheir course amongst the clouds)

Shuidhan òigh, 'bròn ga lèireadh,

(Themaiden sat, burdened by her sadness)

’scha robh dèigh air tàmh no suain.

(Hersinging could not have been more soothing)

Theannmi faisg air reult nan òg-bhean

(Imoved closer to the young woman)

sheinnmu 'gaol air chuan 'bha seòladh.

(Singingof her love sailing on the sea)

Obu bhinn a caoidhrean brònach

(Ohsweet was her sad lament)

“Thamo ghaol air àird a'chuain”.

(“"Mylove is on the high seas.”)

Rinnan ceòl le deòin mo thàladh

(Themusic enticed me)

dlùthdo rìbhinn donn nam blàth-shùil

(Nearerto the brown-haired maiden of the warm eyes)

’si ag ùrnaigh ris an Àrd-Rìgh

(Andshe prayed to the King of Heaven)

“Bìonmo ghràdh 'th’ air àird a'chuain”.

(“Protectmy love on the high seas”)

Bhaa cridh’ le gaol gu sgàineadh

(Herheart was breaking with love)

nuaira ghlac me fhèin air làimh i.

(WhenI took her by the hand)

“Siabo dheòir, do ghaol tha sàbhailt,

("Wipeyour eyes, your love is safe)

thillmi slàn bhàrr àird a'chuain”.

(I have returned toyou from the high seas.")

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denis-o-sullivan · 2 years

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FORBIDDEN LOVE

ACT 1

THERE SITTING IN THE PARK

JOHN IS SITTING ON THE SWING AND REBECCA ARRIVES

JOHN – Hi there

REBECCA – I’ve never seen you around here before

JOHN – I decided to go for a walk. Are you here with your siblings?

REBECCA LAUGHS AND SAYS

REBECCA – They’re actually mine

JOHN – How old are they?

REBECCA – Mark is four and Ruth is two

JOHN – Tell me this are you studying or working?

REBECCA – No I’m a full time mom. Where are you from?

JOHN – Crumlin road

REBECCA – So you live nearby so

JOHN – What’s your name?

REBECCA – my friends just call me Becky and yours?

JOHN – John

REBECCA – Do you work?

JOHN – I’m studying

REBECCA – What are you studying?

JOHN – Law

REBECCA – You must be intelligent

JOHN - I’m sure you could do it if you wanted

REBECCA – what college do you attend?

JOHN – Queens University

REBECCA – Do you always talk to people you don’t know?

JOHN – Only the good looking ones?

REBECCA – You’re a charmer!

JOHN – I try to be

They both laugh

REBECCA’S BOYFRIEND ARRIVES

MARK – Is He annoying you ?

REBECCA – we’re just talking

THEN HE ASKS JOHN

MARK – What’s your name

JOHN – John

MARK – John what?

JOHN – why do you want to know?

MARK – You’re a hard man are you ?

JOHN – I don’t think so.

MARK – Lose the attitude

JOHN – It’s my god given right

MARK – Being smart are you?

REBECCA – Come on let’s go home

MARK – He’s looking for trouble

REBECCA – I don’t want any trouble

JOHN LAUGHS AND MARK SAYS TO HIM

MARK – Stay away from here

JOHN- Why? what are you going to do?

MARK – You think it’s a joke?

JOHN – I think that you’re full of shit

MARK GOES TO HIT JOHN BUT REBECCA STOPS HIM

MARK – I’ll be watching you

JOHN – You’re barking up the wrong tree mate

REBECCA – Come on let’s go home

JOHN JUST IGNORES HIM

MARK – I better not see you here again

JOHN – It’s a free country but not completely free

REBECCA - I don’t want trouble

MARK – It’s him that’s looking for trouble

JOHN – TIOCFAIDH AR LA

MARK – Go back where you came from paddy

BUT JOHN JUST LAUGHS AT HIM

MARK – I’m sure I’ve seen you before

JOHN – Probably in a different plant

MARK THEN STARTS ASKING QUESTIONS

MARK – What does he do?

REBECCA – He’s a student

MARK –what’s he studying?

REBECCA – Law

MARK - what college does he attend?

REBECCA – Queens University

MARK – Where’s he from?

REBECCCA – I’m not sure

MARK – I’ve seen him before but I can’t picture his face

REBECCA – You’ll figure it out

MARK – Ya! you’re right

ACT I SCENE 2 JOHN IS LATE FOR DINNER

MRS LORDON - where you? you’re late for dinner again

JOHN – I was around

MRS LORDON – You were probably in Cluan Place again

BUT JOHN DIDN’T SAY ANYTHING .

MRS LORDON – Just stay away from there

JOHN – I will Ma don’t worry

JOHN SITS AT THE TABLE

JOHN – What’s for dinner tonight?

MRS LORDON – Eggs and bangers

JOHN – we had that last night

MRS LORDON PUTS THE PLATE ON THE TABLE

JOHN - Can we have something different

MRS LORDON – When you start paying rent then you can have whatever you want

JOHN FINISHES HIS DINNER AND SAYS

JOHN – May I be excused from the table please

MRS LORDON – Yes you ma

JOHN GOES UP TO HIS BEDROOM AND TURNS ON THE RADIO WHEN HIS MOBILE RINGS

JOHN – Hello

REBECCA – Hi John

JOHN – How did you get my mobile number?

REBECCA – I got it when you weren’t looking

JOHN – Is everything alright?

REBECCA – I Just wanted to say sorry

JOHN – Sorry for what? You didn’t do anything

REBECCA – I want to say sorry for Mark’s behaviour

JOHN – There’s no need to apologies

REBECCA – Thanks

JOHN – Do you want to meet up?

REBECCA – Okay! but away from preying eyes

JOHN – I’ll meet you in an hour?

SO THEY MEET AND THEY WALK AROUND THE CITY

JOHN – Who’s looking after your two?

REBECCA – My parents

JOHN – So tell me a bit about yourself

REBECCA – Well I’m an only child and we’re protestant

JOHN – I’m an only child as well my father left us when I was three

REBECCA – What faith are you?

JOHN – I’m a Christian

REBECCA – It must of been difficult for your mother

JOHN – she did okay

THEN THERE WAS SILENCE BUT JOHN GOT CURIOUS

JOHN – Does he always get that jealous?

THEN REBECCA THEN SAID

REBECCA – He’s really a softie underneath

JOHN –But it not okay to talk to other men?

REBECCA- He doesn’t usually get jealous

JOHN – But he’s Mark and Ruth father?

REBECCA – He is! But do you know something I still love him

JOHN -But would he ever lay on you

REBECCA – God No! Just out of curiosity where are you actually from?

JOHN – Long strand

REBECCA SMILES AND GIVES HIM A KISS

JOHN – What’s that for?

REBECCA – For being honest I really had a good time

JOHN – we must do it again some time

REBECCA – Yes l

JOHN – Good night Rebecca

REBECCA – See you John

ACT 2 SCENE I

He hadn’t heard from Rebecca so he got worried and he went to Rebecca’s parents house

JOHN - Hi Mr Smith is Rebecca okay?

MR SMITH – So you’re this mystery man she’s been seeing

JOHN – We’re just friends that’s all

MR SMITH – Tell me another one

JOHN – Is she alright? That’s all I want to know

MR SMTH – Mark would kill you

JOHN – Get a life will you

THEN MR SMITH SLAMS THE DOOR AND JOHN HEADS HOME

AS HE ARRIVES HOME HE WAS SURPRISED TO SEE REBECCA

JOHN – Are you alright?

REBECCA – I am

JOHN – Do you think that I believe that for one moment?

REBECCA STARTS TO CRY

JOHN – You better come inside

THEY GO INTO THE KITCHEN

REBECCA – I can’t see you anymore

JOHN – He doesn’t scare me

REBECCA – Please John don’t get involved

THEN MRS LORDON ARRIVES HOME

MRS LORDON – John are you home

JOHN – Yes Ma I’m in the kitchen

MRS LORDON IS SHOCKED TO SEE REBECCA

MRS LORDON – What the Christ are you after doing?

JOHN – We’re just friends

MRS LORDON – If you’re friends then what happened to her face

JOHN – She walked into a door okay

REBECCA STARTS TO CRY

MRS LORDON – Where are you from?

REBECCA – Cluan Place

MRS LORDON -I knew there something going on

JOHN – Enough of the questions

MRS LORDON – Are you married and your husband found out

JOHN – She not married and anyway it’s none of your Business

MRS LORDON – I don’t have to put up with this pack your bags and get out

JOHN PACKS HIS BAGS

JOHN – Come on Rebecca we’re leaving

REBECCA – Please Mrs lordon don’t throw him out

MRS LORDON – Goodbye John

JOHN AND REBECCA LEAVES

REBECCA – Where are you going to sleep?

JOHN – Yeah right! If you’re really worried

REBECCA – I’ll find you somewhere I promise

JOHN – I’ll be fine don’t worry

THEY GO TO REBECCA’S HOUSE

AND WAITING IS MARK AND A GROUP OF YOUNG FELLA’S

MARK – I knew you would go to him

JOHN – She’s not trash! treat her with respect

MARK – I Know where you’re from! Long Strand

JOHN – What’s it to you where I’m from?

MARK – We don’t any paddies in our area

THEY START TO PUSH JOHN AROUND

MARK – Go back where you came from you paddy Scum

JOHN – I wish I could but I’m homeless

MARK – Your Ma didn’t approve of a Protestant girl

JOHN – It’s really none of your business and we’re just friends

MARK – Ya Right! Tell me another one

MARK AND HIS GANG LAUGH

JOHN -Believe what you want

MARK – I knew there was something suspicious about you

JOHN – At least I don’t go beating up women

MARK – You can have her but she’s not getting the children

JOHN –I want to inform you that the mother has more rights to the children then the father

MARK – I’ll make sure that you will never see the children again

REBECCA – I’ll take the kids and you’ll never find us

MARK – Over my dead body

JOHN – At least I’m doing something with my life not like you

THEN MARK TAKES OUT A GUN AND WALKS OVER TO JOHN

REBECCA – Please Mark I won’t see him again

MARK – He made his bed so he can lie on it

REBECCA STRUGGLES WITH MARK TO GET THE GUN OFF HIM WHEN

SUDDENLY IT WENT OFF

JOHN THEN GOES TO REBECCA AND PUTS HER IN HIS ARMS

JOHN – Please don’t leave me

REBECCA- I love you

THEN SHE DIES

MR SMITH- she's gone

JOHN – she can't be why didn't someone get help? I Love you also Rebecca

THEN MARK TURNS AROUND AND SEES REBECCA

JOHN – Because of your jealously she’s dead

MARK – I didn’t mean to do it! It was an accident I swear

John sees the gun and gets it and says

JOHN – It should be me not Rebecca

He gets the gun and points it towards Mark

Mark – Shoot me I deserve to die

BUT JOHN POINTS THE GUN TO HIMSELF

THEN THE PRSI ARRIVES

Police – Put down the weapon

John – I can’t live any more

Police – I won’t say it again put down the gun

But he wouldn’t so an officer then then shoots him

END OF SCENE

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marcusxdav · 3 years

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andrewj98 · 4 years

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14. Frankie Quinn - Effect of Conflict

Whilst many photographers have photographed the tragic events of the Troubles, Frankie Quinn has documented the effect conflict has had on Northern Irish society. In September, I attended the launch of Frankie’s latest exhibition; ‘Cordon Sanitaire’. Fifty years after the first peace wall was built, this exhibition focused on what these structures are made of and how they’ve shaped the communities that live alongside them. The exhibition concentrated on Frankie’s contemporary photography, however there was a small showing of his first peace wall series taken shortly after the ceasefires in 1994. All of these photos were taken on an old black and white 35mm film camera. Many of them capture the daily life of those living in the shadow of the wall.

When attending the exhibition, one particular photograph caught my attention, so I asked Frankie to tell me a bit about the story behind this image. It was taken in the summer of 1994 during the filming of a BBC documentary that focused on life in divided Belfast. The cameramen were using a cherry picker to enable them to show a different perspective of the wall that divided the Republican Short Strand and the Loyalist Cluan Place areas. Frankie asked if he would be able to take a photograph from the cherry picker; the camera crew agreed.

In a way this photograph was constructed because Frankie arranged for Peggy (bottom left) and David (top right) to stand outside their backyards whilst the photo was being taken. The concept behind the photograph was to physically show the effect segregation has had on local working-class communities. Here we see two neighbours who have lived alongside each other for years, but do not know each other. The wall itself somewhat represents a line in the sand or a barrier to true peace. It nearly divides the photograph itself due to the fact it runs straight through the center of the image. As the viewer, we can see the similarities on both sides; we can see that the houses on the left are the same style of houses on the right, the backyards are similar and the alleyway that runs alongside the wall is the same. We, as the viewer can see this but the people who live in those houses can’t.

Personally, I find the reality of this photo rather stark. It’s a powerful image that illustrates the danger of segregation and division. Whilst the conflict was drawing to a close, communities were still as divided as ever. This was one of the root causes of the Troubles in the first place, therefore as a viewer it’s quite concerning to see that one of the root causes of conflict was still ‘alive and well’ in the 1990s.

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halfmarathonhistories · 5 years

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Almost Halfway There: Miles 4-6.

Miles 4 - 6

Albertbridge Road - Newtownards Road - Dee Street - Sydenham Bypass.

The next few miles takes us into the heart of East Belfast. As you turn on to Albertbridge Road you will notice a large ‘Peace Wall’ to your left. This separates the Catholic Short Strand from the Protestant Cluan Place. A remnant from the Troubles that continues to enforce the differences between the two communities, just in case you ever wonder why there’s still tension in this city, when you grow up with a literal wall between you and your neighbours you tend to harbour a sense of mistrust.

Further along the road, you may notice a large stone outside the XOXO Tanning Club. This is the Long Bridge Stone. The Long Bridge crossed the Lagan between 1688 and 1841. It was demolished and replaced in 1841 by noted Belfast architect, Francis Ritchie. While Ritchie was demolishing the bridge, a friend of his, a Doctor who lived on the junction between Castlereagh Street and Albertbridge Road requested a stone from the bridge as a souvenir. Ritchie obliged and placed the stone in the Doctor’s garden. As the years went by, the Doctor’s home was replaced with a bar known as McShannon’s but the stone remained. Local folklore claimed that the Long Bridge Stone was actually the mounting stone used by King William of Orange to mount his horse on his way to the battle of the Boyne, however King William was in Ireland 150 years before the stone was placed there and certainly never made it to the Albertbridge road. The Long Bridge was replaced by the Queen’s bridge, which you will cross around the 9th mile.

There are a few interesting architectural points along the Albertbridge road. There is the old Musgraves Factory, now The King building, a multipurpose office and retail building, you will notice the balcony above the main door featuring the heraldic badge of the Prince of Wales, ‘The Prince of Wales’s Feathers’. If you look closely, you may also see a small statue of an owl attached to the balcony. This is a nod to the scout troop ‘Owl Patrol’ which used to meet in the YMCA Mountpottinger building which is a bit further up on the right. Opposite the YMCA building is the Ballymacarrett Orange Hall, completed in 1901. All 3 are quite beautiful buildings, but unfortunately are in a bit of disrepair.

Just before you get to the YMCA building, you will notice a small park on the left hand side of the road. This is the Bridge Community Garden which is home to the Soundscape Park Project. Here, loudspeakers are hidden around the garden and play sounds from all over the world, from the crashing of waves, the sounds of the Amazon Rainforest to the factory sounds of Harland and Wolff.

As you approach your 6th mile you turn onto the Newtownards Road, in case the Albertbridge Road left you in some kind of doubt, the Newtownards Road should confirm your suspicions that, yes, this is a Protestant, Loyalist part of the city. You will notice shops selling instruments and paraphernalia for Orange marches and Loyalist band parades, as well as flags supporting the various provinces of the United Kingdom and British Army.

A prominent building on the Newtownards Road is the Portview Trade Centre. Originally the Jaffe Spinning Mill named for its founder, prominent Belfast citizen, Otto Jaffe it was sold to Mackie’s in 1912 and became the Strand Spinning Mill. Here, flax tow, munitions and viscose rayon were produced until 1983 when the mill closed. It is now home to numerous businesses including Boundary Brewing, a co-op owned local brewery who host monthly tap rooms and supply beer to various bars around the city and the rest of the world.

An indication to turn right onto Dee Street is the Great Eastern Bar. An absolutely stunning building built in 1890. Named after the Isambard Kingdom Brunel’s iron steamship, The Great Eastern. A ship that was built in London in 1858. It has changed name a few times over the years including the Red Hand Bar and the Ulster Arms, but was changed back to the original Great Eastern Bar in the 1970s.

Dee Street is home to the Harland and Wolff Welder’s club, you will see a small plaque on the wall outside commemorating 8 men who lost their lives constructing the Titanic. This street will also be your first clear look at the Harland and Wolff cranes, Samson and Goliath.

As you cross over the Dee Street Bridge, the cranes come into view and you turn a corner onto Sydenham bypass. The Sydenham bypass was the first dual carriageway in Northern Ireland with work beginning in 1938 and fully opening in 1959.

This isn’t the most interesting stretch to run down, but there are one or 2 spots of interest. You will be able to see The Oval stadium which has been the home ground of Glentoran FC since 1892 and has been the site of numerous protests through the years, including a protest in 2008 by the Free Presbyterian Church of Ulster against the IFA’s decision to hold games on a Sunday. Hopefully they don’t find out which day the half marathon is on this year.

Come back next time for a little about the next stretch of the race. You’re almost halfway home.

Thanks again to everyone who has been reading these posts and donating to my fundraiser.

There’s still time to donate here.

Jonny

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thefivedemands · 5 years

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Il Pastore Kevin Sambrook ha descritto Ogle come “un uomo altruista e senza paura”, che “ha difeso i suoi figli fino alla fine”. Da lui l’appello perché non si instauri un ciclo di vendette

“Brutale, barbarico e selvaggio”: così il Pastore Sambrook ha descritto l’omicidio di Ian Ogle, prominente personalità nel mondo lealista e suo portavoce.

Sambrook, che si trovava con Ogle negli ultimi istanti della sua vita, ha detto alla congregazione riunita alla Covenant Love Church di Albertbridge Road che “Ian Ogle voleva proteggere i figli più che se stesso”.

https://twitter.com/i/status/1092479640499834886

La figlia, Toni Johnston, ha dichiarato che il padre è stato “il primo e unico amore di sua madre”.

Ogle sarà sepolto al Roselawn Cemetery.

Intanto, un 40enne e un 37enne sono stati arrestati in collegamento con l’omicidio. Le altre nove persone che erano state arrestate sono state tutte rilasciate.

Fonte BBC News NI

Immagini tratte da Belfast Telegraph e Twitter

Press Eye – Belfast – Northern Ireland – 4th February 2019 Funeral of murder victim Ian Ogle at Covenant Love Church on the Albertbridge Road in east Belfast. The 45-year-old died after being assaulted by several people at Cluan Place area of east Belfast last week. Ian Olge’s coffin leaves his home in Cluan Place for a the funeral service and is carried by his son Ryan(centre) Picture by Jonathan Porter/PressEye

Press Eye – Belfast – Northern Ireland – 4th February 2019 Funeral of murder victim Ian Ogle at Covenant Love Church on the Albertbridge Road in east Belfast. The 45-year-old died after being assaulted by several people at Cluan Place area of east Belfast last week. Ian Olge’s coffin makes its way up the Newtownards Road and passes a UVF funeral. Picture by Jonathan Porter/PressEye

Press Eye – Belfast – Northern Ireland – 4th February 2019 Funeral of murder victim Ian Ogle at Covenant Love Church on the Albertbridge Road in east Belfast. The 45-year-old died after being assaulted by several people at Cluan Place area of east Belfast last week. Ian Olge’s coffin leaves the church after the funeral service as his son Ryan(right) looks on. Picture by Jonathan Porter/PressEye

Press Eye – Belfast – Northern Ireland – 4th February 2019 Funeral of murder victim Ian Ogle at Covenant Love Church on the Albertbridge Road in east Belfast. The 45-year-old died after being assaulted by several people at Cluan Place area of east Belfast last week. Ian Olge’s family including his son Ryan and daughter Toni pictured at the funeral. Picture by Jonathan Porter/PressEye

Mandatory Credit – Picture by Freddie Parkinson © Tuesday 29 January 2019 Flowers left need the murder scene of Ian Ogle known as Big O to friends.

Vera, Ryan and Toni Ogle as The funeral of Ian Ogle take place in east Belfast on February 4th 2019 (Photo by Kevin Scott for Belfast Telegraph)

The funeral of Ian Ogle take place in east Belfast on February 4th 2019 (Photo by Kevin Scott for Belfast Telegraph)

PACEMAKER BELFAST 04/02/2019 Ian Ogle’s children Ryan and Toni during the Funeral in east Belfast for murdered loyalist Ian Ogle. Mr Ogle was murdered by a loyalist gang close to his house in Cluan Place last Sunday night. Photo Colm Lenaghan/Pacemaker Press

PACEMAKER BELFAST 04/02/2019 Funeral in east Belfast for murdered loyalist Ian Ogle. Mr Ogle was murdered by a loyalist gang close to his house in Cluan Place last Sunday night. Photo Colm Lenaghan/Pacemaker Press

PACEMAKER BELFAST 04/02/2019 Ian Ogle’s daughter Toni during the Funeral in east Belfast for murdered loyalist Ian Ogle. Mr Ogle was murdered by a loyalist gang close to his house in Cluan Place last Sunday night. Photo Colm Lenaghan/Pacemaker Press

MP Gavin Robinson as The funeral of Ian Ogle takes place in east Belfast on February 4th 2019 (Photo by Kevin Scott for Belfast Telegraph)

Toni Ogle as The funeral of Ian Ogle takes place in east Belfast on February 4th 2019 (Photo by Kevin Scott for Belfast Telegraph)