Life and Times
Dorinda loved discussing the many Irish country houses she knew well. “I could write a book about my experiences in country houses. Maybe you should for me!” One of her earliest memories was visiting her uncle and aunt, Major Charlie and Sylvia Alexander, at the now demolished Pomeroy House in County Tyrone. Dorinda also enjoyed visiting Springhill in County Londonderry (now owned by The National Trust) – she was married from there in 1959. There was a painting of Springhill in the sitting room of Killyvolgan House. It was her Great Aunt Mina’s home. Mina Lenox-Conyngham was the last owner of Springhill. “Staying at her house was always enormous fun.”
“I remember aged six being taken against my will to dancing lessons at Lissan House. It was absolutely freezing! I lay on the ground screaming and kicking my feet in the air. Such a dull house, don’t you think?” She was great pals with Diana Pollock of Mountainstown House in County Meath and recalled good times there with Diana and her sisters. “I could never love Mount Stewart. Dundarave has an interesting vast hall but the reception rooms are plain. I remember the auction of Mount Panther’s contents. Everyone was standing in the entrance hall and up the stairs when the staircase started coming away from the wall! Cousin Captain Bush lived in Drumhalla House near Rathmullan in Donegal. He’d a parrot and wore a wig. I remember my cousin threw his wig off when he went swimming in the cove end of the garden. I was absolutely terrified to jump in after him!”
One of Dorinda’s most memorable stories combines several of her loves: country houses, fashion and parties. “It was the Sixties and I had just bought a rather fashionable tin foil dress from a catalogue. I thought it would be perfect for Lady Mairi Bury’s party at Mount Stewart. It was so tight and I was scared of ripping it so I lay down on our bedroom floor, arms stretched out in front of me, and Henry slid me into it.” She gave a demonstration, laughing. “Unfortunately I stood too near one of the open fires and my dress got hotter and hotter. So that was the first and last time I wore it!” Dorinda always managed to look stylish, whether casual or formal. Her suits were the envy of fellow Trustees of the Board of Historic Buildings Trust. Her ‘off duty’ uniform of polo neck, sports jacket, jeans and boyish shoes was effortlessly chic.
When it came to finding her own country house after her tenure at Ballywalter Park ended, things proved challenging. “I searched for two years for a suitable property. There’s a country house for sale in Keady. Nobody lives there! I’d be driving up and down to Belfast non stop!” Eventually Dorinda would build her own house on a site just beyond the walled estate of Ballywalter Park. At first, she wanted to rebuild the double pile gable ended two storey three bay house occupying the site called McKee’s Farm but when the structure proved unstable, a new house was conceived. Despite being known as a modernist, Belfast architect Joe Fitzgerald was selected to design a replacement house of similar massing to McKee’s Farm, adding single storey wings in Palladian style. Like its owner, Killyvolgan House is understated, elegant and charming. She was pleased when the council planners described Killyvolgan as the ideal new house in the countryside. It displays a distinguished handling of proportion and lightness of touch.
“I bought the Georgian grandfather clock in the entrance hall from Dublin. I’m always slightly concerned at how fragile my papier mâché chairs are for ‘larger guests’ in the drawing room. I guess the chairs were really meant for a bedroom? I’ve painted all the walls in the house white as the shadows on them help me see around.” And then there was the urn in the courtyard. “The Coade stone urn I found in the 19th century barn was much too grand. So instead I bought this cast iron urn on the King’s Road in Belfast. Fine, I will leave the Marston and Langinger pot you have brought me in the urn so that I remember that colour. Oh, Farrow and Ball are very smart! They’re very clever at their marketing.” In the end, the much debated urn would remain unpainted. “Henry wouldn’t deal with snobs. That’s why I liked him. Henry took everything he got involved in very seriously. Henry was the only Alliance Party member in the House of Lords. He strongly promoted the Education (Northern Ireland) Act 1974 which provided greater parity across the sectarian divide.” Later, “Oh how exciting, is it full of good restaurants and bars? Great! I’ll be an authority now on Ballyhackamore.”
She recalled an early drama at The Park. It was a tranquil Sunday morning in 1973 and unusually Dorinda was at home rather than at Holy Trinity Church Ballywalter. “Henry was singing the 23rd Psalm at Eucharist when he heard six fire brigades go by. Poor people, he pitied. I’d warned our butler not to interfere with the gas cylinders of the boiler, but he did, and the whole thing exploded, lifting off the dome of the staircase hall like a pressure cooker. The billiard room disappeared under a billow of smoke and flames. I rang the fire brigade and said, ‘Come quickly! There’s a fire at Ballywalter Park!’ The operator replied, ‘Yes, madam, but what number in Ballywalter Park?’” The estate of course doesn’t have a number – although it does have its own postcode.
“A spare room full of china collections fell through the roof. Well, I guess I’d always wanted to do an archaeological dig! It was so sad, really. As well as the six fire brigades, 300 people gathered from the village and around to help lift furniture onto the lawn. Fortunately the dome didn’t crack. Isn’t life stranger than fiction? The Powerscourt fire happened just one year later. Henry was philosophical and said we can build a replacement house in the walled garden.” In the end the couple would be responsible for restoring the house to its lasting glory. Ballywalter Park is a mid 19th century architectural marvel designed by Sir Charles Lanyon.
“I arrived over from London as a young wife and suddenly had to manage 12 servants. I used to tiptoe around so as not to disturb them. There was a crazy crew in the kitchen. Mrs Clarke was the cook. Billy Clarke, the scatty elderly butler, mostly sat smoking. Mrs Clarke couldn’t cook unless he was there. I was too shy to say anything!” Dorinda once briefly dated Tony Armstrong-Jones who would become the society photographer Lord Snowdon. “We met at pony club. He got me to model sitting next to a pond at our house in Widford, Hertfordshire.” One book described Dorinda as being “very pretty”. When questioned, she replied, “Well, quite pretty!” She was more interested in her time bookbinding for The Red Cross. In those days The Bunch of Grapes in Knightsbridge was Dorinda’s local. “Browns Hotel and The Goring were ‘safe’ for debutantes. After we got married we went to the State Opening of Parliament. We stayed in Henry’s club and I haled a taxi wearing a tiara and evening dress. Harrods was once full of people one would know. We would know people there. ‘Do you live near Harrods?’ people would ask. I’ve heard everyone now lives southwest down the river, near the boat races. You need some luck and then you’ve just got to make your own way having fun in London.”
As ever with Dorinda there were always more great stories to relate. “I bought the two paintings from the School of Van Dyke in my dining room for £40. I knew they are rather good landscapes so I decided to talk to Anthony Blunt about them. We arranged to meet in The Courtauld for lunch. Halfway though our meal he disappeared for a phone call. He was probably waiting for a message, ‘Go to the second tree on the left!’ He never reappeared. Next thing I heard he was a spy and had gone missing! I think he turned up in Moscow. I’ll remember other interesting things when you’re gone.” Occasionally colloquialisms would slip into her polite conversation. “The funeral was bunged! That was completely mustard!” One of Dorinda’s catchphrases, always expressed with glee, was, “That’s rather wild!”
“I called up to The Park. It was so funny: for the first time in history there were three Lady Dunleaths including me all sitting chatting on a sofa! One lives in The Park; the other, King’s Road and I don’t mean Belfast!” Dorinda made steeple chasing sound so exciting. A dedicated rider and breeder, she was Chairman of the Half Bred Horse Breeders Society. The Baroness’s contribution to Northern Irish culture and society is unsurpassed. She was Patron of the Northern Ireland Chest Stroke and Heart Association and the Northern Ireland Council for Integrated Education, as well as being a Committee Member of the Royal Ulster Agricultural Society. Dorinda was a Director of the Ulster Orchestra and a founding member of The National Trust in Northern Ireland and the Ulster Architectural Heritage Society. Along with Sir Charles Brett she laboriously carried out and published early ‘Listings’ of buildings in places such as Downpatrick, Dungannon and Lisburn. The Baroness’s legacy lives on in the Dorinda Lady Dunleath Charitable Trust. This charity was started by her late husband but after he died it was changed into Dorinda’s name and she added to it every year thereafter. It supports education; healthcare and medical research; the arts, culture, heritage and science; the environment; alleviating poverty; and advancement of the Christian faith. The Dorinda Lady Dunleath Charitable Trust continues to donate to charities that she would have liked, with a focus on Northern Ireland.
One of the last heritage projects Dorinda supported was the restoration and rejuvenation of Portaferry Presbyterian Church, not far from Ballywalter. It’s one of the best Greek Revival buildings in the United Kingdom. “Prince Charles came to the reopening. I curtsied so low I could barely stand up again! Afterwards, a few of us had a very grand supper at Ikea to celebrate!” She voiced concern about the future of the organ at Down Cathedral. Music in May at Ballywalter Park was an annual festival of organ music started by the newlyweds. The Dunleath Organ Scholarship Trust was set up by her late husband and she continued to support it for the rest of her life, attending its concerts each year.
“It’s so exciting… I can’t say how exciting it is you’re here! Tell me, who is this David Bowie everyone’s talking about? I feel like I’m about 100! It’s like when my father asked me, ‘Who is this Bing Crosby?’ The House of Lords used to be full of country specialists like experts in bees or men who loved linen. They used to give the most marvellous speeches. Each generation must do something. It would be great to write this down.” Later, “Gardens should have vistas, don’t you think? They need focal points; you need to walk for an hour to a place of discovery. Capability Brown and Repton knew how to do it.”
In latter years, there were memorable times to be had at The Wildfowler Inn, Greyabbey. Those long, languid lunches. “Portavogie scampi? I’ll have the same as you. And a glass of white wine please. We can have sticky toffee pudding after.” Dorinda would don her yellow high viz jacket, pulling the look off with considerable aplomb. Her eyesight failing, she would claim, “It helps people see me in Tesco in Newtownards!” Much later, balmy summer afternoons in the sheltered courtyard of Killyvolgan House would stretch long into the evening. There was Darjeeling and more laughter. Those were the days. Halcyon days by the shore. Days that will linger forever. On that last evening at Killyvolgan, Dorinda pondered, “Who’s left who cares about architectural heritage?”
45 replies on “Dorinda The Honourable Lady Dunleath Baroness Mulholland + Killyvolgan House Ballywalter Down”
Such an original idea to remember someone distinguished through the country houses they knew and loved …… And in some cases clearly disliked !! Wonderful writing once more. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you Sean. It was always great fun to hear Dorinda’s views on country houses.
Ulster was privileged to have Lady Dunleath. I remember she gave a talk at the Balmoral Hall. She was very generous with her time and charity giving. May she rest in peace.
Dorinda Lady Dunleath was a real asset to the Province. She is sorely missed.
The book author was right – Dorinda was “very pretty” all her life looking at those lovely photos. What a star. Your last lines are very poignant. A x
Completely agree. LVB X
‘Although the accident occurred near,Harrods,no one, ecognized HRH’:D Telegraph on Prs.Anne car prang.
Oh gosh that is funny, poor Princess Anne!
There are big plans ahead for Pomeroy Forest: https://www.midulstercouncil.org/resident/community/connecting-pomeroy/new-centre-and-forest-trail
I agree with the planners…. Killyvolgan House looks much better designed than the McMansions scarring the Irish countryside these days.
Darling this is the most beautiful “obituary” if I can call it that. Lady L XX 💕🙏
Ps on a different note just caught up on your West Cork tour!!
Thank you – on both fronts! LVB X
It really is a shame so many of these country houses have gone to wreck and ruin. Thank goodness for Lady Dunleath and Ballywalter Park.
Our national architectural heritage is richer as a result of Her Ladyship’s endeavours.
A very beautiful lady xx
In every sense, Kiki, LVB X
It’s fascinating to see both Lady Dunleath and Ballywalter Park through the ages. I see the house was even bigger in the oldest picture! Anton x
Yes, the photos span decades and in the case of Ballywalter Park, centuries. Dorinda and Henry (or was it the previous generation, not sure) started demolishing the grey ‘cricketers’ wing’ to the right of the entrance front and then she said they realised they were exposing amcillary wings behind it so soon stopped! In Dorinda’s day, the house was painted a stone colour in line with Lanyon’s thinking.
Hi there, I’m old enough to remember Music in May. Recitals on the old organs in the main hall of the house. Nigel Finlay was my music teacher at the Belfast Royal Academy.
Our Alma Mater! I believe Nigel Finlay died quite young some time ago.
What’s happening to Killyvolgan House now?
It has been sold to people from the area.
Lovely to hear from you Ola. I hope all is well in South Ken. X
Just on my way ! X
This is a great way to remember someone and celebrate their achievements.
Lady Dunleath looks like one of those early black and white movie stars
She sure does.
A very thoughtful piece which I am sure would make Lady Dunleath smile. She had a great sense of humour. I knew her through the U.A.H.S. but didn’t realise she was so involved in such a range of charities.
Agreed, Dorinda loved to have a laugh and could be very funny herself. When we showed her selected bedroom wallpaper one time, her response was, “That’s beautiful wallpaper… for a drawing room!”
Always a pleasure to read LVB posts. x
I knew Charles “Henry” Mulholland, Lord Dunleath, through the House of Lords. He was lively and always interesting to talk to. His wife was clearly very accomplished also. JB
Thanks for your message. Alas we never had the privilege of meeting Lord Dunleath as he died relatively young. A great legacy from the 4th Baron and Baroness.
What a beautiful memorial piece to Lady Dunleath . I had the privilege of being introduced to her at an Ulster Orchestra concert in the Ulster Hall . She was very elegant. Although I knew of her interest in and support of classical music in the Province I had no idea of her dedication to such a range of other charitable causes . Thanks for sharing the fun memories revealing such a multi faceted and fascinating character. A wonderful lady in every sense of the word .
Thank you for your message all of which rings so true. We wanted Dorinda to truly shine in this piece so took the unusual narrative approach of removing all other voices so that hers alone could be heard. LVB
Stuart a lovely tribute to your great friend. i feel very lucky you introduced me to Lady D and I could listen to her stories for hours, she also had a great sense of humour and kept us laughing all afternoon (especially with her commentary on the Windsors). Her house was beautiful and Im grateful that her good taste has been imprinted on the NI landscape. She will be greatly missed.
Awe thanks Catherine it was great to have you visit Killyvolgan and The Somme too – Dorinda really appreciated your fun company, and always asked after you. Yes, Dorinda was especially observant when it came to the Royals, from Kate to Camilla! She really has left a lasting legacy in built form and in memories
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Dear John, many thanks for your kind words. I know Dorinda was very fond of you and greatly enjoyed her visit to admire your handiwork at Montalto! Bestest, LVB
I didn’t realize half these houses existed despite living in County Down all my life! Terrific read
Very evocative of a by-gone era Stuart. I remember Dorinda from our days on the Historic Buildings Council working with the DoE on the listing of buildings in Northern Ireland. She was waspish and funny particularly about her fellow aristos and especially when their properties came up for discussion. Her mention of Mount Panther reminded me of my school days. I went to school with one of the Fitzpatrick family who bought the house. It always for me had a Wuthering Heights aura about it, standing empty on the hillside. Had the government not refused a tax abatement it might have been possible to save it.
Thanks for your insightful comments Anne. Waspish is a great word and sums up an aspect of Dorinda’s personality well. Mount Panther is such a haunting sight on the way to Newcastle. Dorinda really cared about heritage in the Province.
Thank you Ireland really is blessed with great country houses.
Terrific read indeed. Fascinating to learn about lady Dunleath’s life too.
Glad you enjoyed it Veronica.