Dolores and Marian Price had the IRA’s cause instilled in them from childhood.

Their father Albert a life-long IRA man now in Eire, is still on the security forces list of wanted men.

One of their aunts was blown up and partially blinded by a bomb she was carrying. Dolores and Marian both highly intelligent student teachers, soaked up their fathers bitterness and extreme views.

Their home in the Anderson Town district of Belfast is in the very heart of the rebel area, described by the girls themselves as being a Catholic ghetto.
As soon as they were old enough, they joined junior republican organisations and graduated to the women’s section of the IRA, the Cumann Na Mban but it was too tame for them.

They wanted real action and found it at the barricades, wherever there was a fight or ambush there were the two pretty young girls and their boyfriends.

Even the most ruthless IRA provos marvelled at Dolores tenacity. Seamus Twomey invited her to join the elite brigade staff.

Training to become a teacher and taking religious studies and art as her two specialist subjects was an ideal cover for her real ambition, to be a provo leader and to forge a link between the world’s anarchists.

Marian, an intelligence officer, was not ambitious for promotion. She was happy enough with the fighting, sniping at soldiers or cuddling in a car with her boyfriend and running away minutes before the bomb hidden under a seat was due to explode.

She practices rifle shooting on secret ranges in the hills and later her sister Dolores became a crack shot with an Armalite riifle.

The two sisters planned and executed the daring escape of internee James Brown, 2nd in command of the Belfast provo brigade.

They sprung him after he had been moved to a hospital for an appendix operation. Neither sister ever expressed pity or sorrow for the fact that 216 were injured in the London blasts.

Sympathy for the victims was no part of their code.