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Leading estate agent in Dromore.
Property Partners are the leading estate agent in Dromore, County Down servicing the mid Down area for sales and rentals in Dromore, Banbridge, Dromara, Kinallen, Hillsborough, Annahilt, Moira, Waringsford, Waringstown, Donaghcloney, Blackskull, Gilford, Craigavon, Magheralin, Loughbrickland, Rathfriland, Ballyward, Closkelt, Ballynahinch and the surrounding areas. Established in 1993, the company is headed by Patrick Hanna, a Chartered Surveyor.
To provide the best possible service, we believe close communication between agent and client is essential. Our experienced team is in place to provide you with the best professional, responsive and personalised service possible.
The name Dromore historically means 'large ridge'. It is a small market and civil parish in the County of Down with a recorded population in 2011 of 4,970 people. The town features a well preserved Norman Motte and Bailey that was constructed by John de Courcy in the early 13th century. This is known locally as 'the Mound' and has views along the valley of the River Lagan.
Dromore had its own railway station from 1863 to 1956 and a 74ft Victorian viaduct which once carried the GNRI railway across the River Lagan.
In the town's centre is Market Square where a rare set of cast metal stocks can be found, estimated to be 300 years old. These were used as a form of physical punishment where its victims were partially immobilised and left to the elements without bread or water, to the scorn of passers-by.
Dromore lies within the local government area of Armagh City, Banbridge and Craigavon Borough Council. It is 19 miles (31km) south-west of Belfast, on the A1 Belfast - Dublin road.
Amid the hills of County Down, On Ireland's northern shore. There is a place of fair renown It's the City of Dromore. T'was there I found an early love That touched an inmost core, And caused my rambling steps to rove Towards the City of Dromore.
`Neath the Viaduct a tryst we made Beside a bluebell grove. And on the river's bank we strayed To tell our tale of love. By the Avenue past Bishopscourt, Which once a Palace bore, We spied the gambolling lambs at sport Near the City of Dromore.
We saw the wallflower wildly grow On the crumbling Castle walls. And watched the lazy Lagan flow Where the Cathedral's shadow falls On the old Cross our thoughts did dwell Rare relic of days of yore. And we listened to the vesper bell In the City of Dromore.
We scaled the spiral Norman Mound By the feet of ages worn And viewed the landscape all around To the distant peaks of Mourne. As on the summit fringe we stood. We pictured sights before Of roofs of straw and swellings rude. In the City of Dromore.
Those far off scenes I oft recall, Their memory naught can sever. Mid shade and shine whate'er befall They haunt my visions ever. Though circumstance caused us to part And seas between us roar; Still I left a portion of my heart In the City of Dromore.
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