I realised today though, that other people may not be as aware of the issues in contemporary Ireland as I am.Â I was chatting to this
very nice and very young Welsh woman and she asked where I was from and I explained that I was from Cork and that Cork was Ireland’s second city.Â I talked a bit about our fierce independence and our chip on the shoulder about Dublin and all its works.Â I told her how,
when I first met my husband, I was living in Brussels and I told my mother I had met a nice man.Â And my mother said “not a foreigner,
I hope” (she was terrified that if I married some foreigner, I would stay away from Ireland forever, which is a little ironic in the circumstances, but I digress).Â And I said “no, no”.Â And she said “ah, he’s from Cork”.Â I smiled winningly at Ms. Wales and said “you see, Cork people regard themselves as an independent nation really”
My Welsh companion pondered this for a moment and asked “so she was upset because you’re a catholic and he’s a protestant?”
on 17 February 2005 at 12:29
I had no idea you were Irish. I’ll have to start reading this blog with an Irish accent.
Your explaining made perfect sense to me. I think your Welsh friend was perhaps just a little slow that day.
on 17 February 2005 at 22:30
Funky, talented, a touch of class when it come to wordsmithing, laconic and worldly-wise.
What do you mean you had no idea she was Irish?
on 18 February 2005 at 11:53
jack – well, there’s all that plus the fact that she’s told us.
on 20 February 2005 at 15:21
Jack, quite. Cookie, not an Irish accent but a Cork accent (i.e. at high speed and half an octave higher than anyone else in Ireland). What can I say Jack, you’re always right. Um, yes pog, you too.
on 04 April 2005 at 14:19
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ON ABOUT
on 04 April 2005 at 14:21
Why are you shouting?
on 04 April 2005 at 15:28
Comment Modified) Perhaps Lilite lacks the local knowledge to understand the entry? Which if taken out of context could prove pretty weird…
And also the patience to do the required joined up thinking.
on 05 April 2005 at 08:39
Lilite, couldn’t face explaining again, you’ll just have to visit Cork or ask pog, she seems to have a good grasp of things Irish. Jack, I guess you’re right, oh well.
on 05 April 2005 at 10:07
Oh ….. I wish ….
(Hang on a minute – I think I may have slightly misunderstood what you meant by ‘grasp’. Ahem.)
on 05 April 2005 at 21:33
Whazsis?! Pog’s got Loco by the what and what?!?
on 06 April 2005 at 10:04
He’s protesting rather a lot, don’t you think, waffle? You’d think a man in a filthy tee-shirt would be flattered …..
on 06 April 2005 at 15:01
Hey! I washed that since, you know. Once – maybe twice.
on 06 April 2005 at 16:03
on 06 April 2005 at 18:50
Oi, this is a clean family blog, gerroff the lot of you.