Another Lough Neagh fisherman told me about an ‘old oddity’ in the district who was believed to be a ‘changeling’. The story was that her father was building a jamb wall in the kitchen one day and he was supposed to be ‘keeping an eye’ on the child in the cradle, a beautiful little girl. The child was sleeping peacefully when he turned round to lift a stone and, when he looked again, she had gone and the jamb wall had been removed to the other side of the house.  In the child’s place the fairies had left an ugly, dwarfish creature who had grown into an ‘oddity’. (Foster, Ulster, 76)