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About me

My name is Siobhan Osgood and I am researching the architecture of the former Great Northern Railway of Ireland for my PhD at Trinity College Dublin. My research is funded by the Irish Research Council. 

I gained a Master’s with Distinction in Art History: Art and Ireland at Trinity College Dublin in 2016. My master's thesis, ‘Railway Architecture: The Great Northern Railway at Dundalk’ was awarded the UK’s Association for Industrial Archaeology’s Dissertation Prize in 2017.

I was awarded the Desmond Guinness Scholarship in 2021 to facilitate research in Spain. 
In 2019 I was awarded the studentship prize for the Society of Industrial Archaeology (USA) conference in Chicago, and have presented my research at the 40th Theoretical Archaeology Group Conference in Chester, and the Irish History Students' Association Conference in Limerick. 
I have given guest lectures for Ulster Architectural Heritage, the Irish Railway Record Society, the Railway Preservation Society of Ireland, Engineers Ireland, and many other history societies. 

Publications include Architecture Ireland, the Association of Industrial Archaeology Journal, Irish Railway Record Society Journal, as well as newspaper articles. 

I am always interested in writing blogs and articles for publications and journals, as well as giving interviews. I love giving presentations, so feel free to contact me if you'd like me to give a lecture or talk. irishrailarch@gmail.com

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Here are two heritage videos which I filmed with Irish Rail about Dundalk, and Malahide railway stations: 

Dundalk Railway Station

Malahide Railway Station






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