The bog is for work, i drink tea indoors when the work is done. Ye’ve a funny way of doing things in Clare…
so what would you do if you were out all day footing turf and you had a drewth on, would you walk back up the manner for a cup of tea :huh: …
That’s exactly what i’d do…
That’s only possible if you live in a bog
:o :unsure: :blink:
I can see all the neighbours fields across the way as if theyre up again me,a real sign of rain.
Heard a good saying at home over the weekend when we were remarking in the pub that the snow from the Slieve An Iarainn mountain had not shifted since January.
‘It takes snow to shift snow’
I am not sure that I understand it but it sounds good.
Flies were always a good guide to the weather when I was in the meadow as a young fella. The size of the pools frogs were laying spawn in was a great indication of the summer ahead as well.
When I was back the field yesterday evening a flock of seagulls went by heading back out towards the estuary. Always a sign of a good spell of settled weather ahead.
The weather has a real hurling feel to it in Cork this evening. The fact i’m picking up the caman for the first time in a few years to play a match (no training 
) tonight may have something to do with that. But it is a beautiful evening.
That is one of the sickest posts ever :o
Tit Monday is ag teacht.
some day lads, I’d nearly go at the silage
+1
The first of my potato plants stuck their heads through the ground over the weekend. Great growth there now.
Easy cut what’s there now anyway tc!
I’ll take a bag of those new potatoes off you when they’re ready. You owe me a turn anyway after that Silver Adonis tip i gave you during Aintree…
-2c here in west Limerick, will the spring ever come? It was bitter taking the dogs down the field for a walk earlier.
Flano,
any chance you can translate what this unit is trying to say?