Not much warmth in that top for over the Christmas.
what cool people
I gave a few months myself in tan land in the mid nineties and came home swearing that if I ever went back itâd be with Semtex to bomb it back to the Stone Age. Within a few weeks Clare had won the all Ireland for the first time in living memory and the greater Satan had revealed himself.
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Good point in there about that way we describe travellers today being almost identical to the way the Irish were portrayed in England and America in the past.
On the money 
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The paddies I knew in London begged stole and borrowed in the main. Oireland only wants to know about succes stories though and not the embarrassments.
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This is what really gets on my wick when Irish people are anti foreigner. Our country wouldnât exist without emigration.
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The story of fairytale of New York is on bbc4 at 10. Will have a small drop while watching
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Some song.
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âYour the measure of my dreamsâ is the greatest song lyric of all time 
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MacGowan. Genius.
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Closer is a pretty good shout too mind
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And the last time Iâll saw you was down by the Greeks
There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks.
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Tough one. Thousands are sailing, Sally McLennane, and the band played waltzing matilda. It depends on the mood.
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Have to say I find it an awful dragging dirge. The song you never went to hear launched into in a singsong