An acquaintance of mine has about 25 acres of sitka spruce ready to fell in the Cloone area.
Heâs facing problems on 2 fronts.
He needs to get a license from Coillte and theyâre backed up to their oxters with applications.
On top of that, those faceless gowls in Leitrim Co.Council require a cash bond of âŹ30k toward road repairs projected in the aftermath of the felling and removal process.
He has the cash but to say heâs fucking seething is putting it mildly.
âŹâŹâŹâŹâŹâŹ cunts in Dublin investing in forestry in the West of Ireland to make money off the our backs.Outbidding local farmers for land.Cunts every single one of them.
It wouldnât have been on the agenda at the time the land was planted so technically youâd be correct.
In related news, apart from Coillte, the single biggest land owner in the country, in terms of acreage, all planted, is allegedly the well known Leitrim legal eagle KP.
Followers of Irish history will be aware that Leitrimâs James {Jimmy} Gralton remains the only Irishman thus far to be deported from his native county. His causes were encapsulated in a nice little film called strangely âJimmyâs Hallâ the story of a dancehall he built but it/he incurred the wrath of the Church.
Jimmy gave the PP of Gowel both barrells with this letterâŚ
The late Boxty MĂłr was acquainted with him and always spoke highly of him.
Iâll not doubt his judgement from this remove.
That said, the oulâ fella had a raft of interesting pals, all with the makings of a movie or a book attached to them. The Ballinamore Republican and himself were lifelong friends.
Itâs in whatâs called Kiltoghert parish, thereâs a church there. A half-parish if you like.
There are 17 parishes in total from Rossinver to Cloone.
Some cracking clubs that arenât parishes ie: Aughawillian (Drumreilly parish).
Yourselves of course are orphansâŚ
I canât confirm any of the particular occasions but there isnât a venue there that I havenât graced. Of the 20 or so dance venues the Granada in Granard was the most likely to see you in intensive care. If you werenât half killed in a row the possibility of being hit by a flying chair hurled in the heat of battle from the upstairs balconies loomed large.
Stick to the centre of the floor when trouble erupted. Heady, carefree days.