Teacher knows best,shocker
I’m a bit flummoxed here
I don’t know how my original comment became controversial but I’ve tried to help out,
Besides giving common rhyming words I don’t know how to explain a pronunciation in text.
Say the word Garda, then leave out the G, that’s how you pronounce Ardagh
It’s definitely one of the oddest things people have taken issue with you for anyway
I don’t even think I’ve ever had a cross word with any of those fellas
No surprise though that none of @thelimericks have given me a dig out when they could
Gas cunts
Ardagh
Armagh
Garda
Yerrah
Pray tell what would you imagine it might rhyme with. You’re based in Limerick, do they call it Templeglantin’ or is there a local dialect in play. It’s a genuine question but it looks a slam-dunk.
You are correct in fairness
Whatever about Ardagh which is off the beaten path, everyone in Limerick would regularly pass through Templeglantine on the way to Kerry, the Devon Inn is there
Yes, it ends in Tin
Just happened upon this documentary on rte 1. Assumed it would be a lighthearted look at old Ireland - anything but.
The Catholic Church has a lot to answer for when you hear some of these great womens life stories. They were tough out
Good show about Carlos the Jackal on BBC4 now.
I watched that back on the player. Really well made doc. Some desperate sad stories. The woman who had her photos brought to the priest by the chemist and wound up in a Magdalene was a mighty woman. It was no country for women and Gay Byrne was a smarmy sleazy cunt.
Gay Byrne was an undeniably smarmy sleazy cunt when he wanted to be and was certainly an establishment toadie as he proved with his treatment of Annie Murphy. He was an undeniably a very good broadcaster though because he was willing to offend people and wasn’t afraid to take on and exercise an authoritative persona and people actually want that in a broadcaster. And women in general did like him deeply. Paddy Kielty is a lovely fella but he’s far too nice on the Late Late Show and thus utterly bland, unchallenging and forgettable.
The Housewife Of The Year contest was merely a reflection of society rather than a means of control. It was simply the reality that most women stayed at home and that certainly wasn’t the fault of the contest. In my view it was actually a small token of appreciation for women whose work so often went unappreciated by society. It was of its time, as dee say. When we say the phrase “Irish Mammy” it’s an obvious stereotype of the sort of women you’d see on the Housewife Of The Year contest but it’s also a phrase of deep respect, not of denigration.
The oppression wasn’t created by a television contest, we all know what it was created by.
We’ve replaced the sickening forms of oppression of women touched on in the programme (which absolutely needed to be obliterated) with other kinds of oppression however. In those days women had little choice but to stay at home, now they’ve little choice but to leave the home, and that isn’t a good thing either.
The priest in the Late Late Show segment with the mad hairstyle has to have been the inspiration for an Apres Match character.
What’s the name of this documentary?
Housewife of the year
Good post. In fairness the documentary only used the housewife of the year competition as a vehicle to tell the women’s stories. They didn’t really blame the competition.
As you say a lot of working mothers i know would prefer not to have to work while their children are small but don’t have any choice for economic reasons.
I’m probably referring more to this paragraph in the Irish Times than the actual documentary.
I do think it was largely toe curling and harmless cultural bric a brac and I don’t think it was a grim jamboree. It was basically a Rose Of Tralee for mammies. Yes you could argue that it did sort of reinforce a norm that women were expected to live up to but personally I think the Rose Of Tralee did that more.
The real grim jamborees were happening everywhere else, in real society.
I thought the programme was very good and some of the women in it were powerful.
I think we’ve a lot of grim jamborees now. Whereas before women were expected to be baby machines, now social media exerts a stifling pressure on girls to be a Kardashian style consumerist bimbo hoe for social media consumption from an early age. It expects them to outperform boys at school and then to expect less pay than men when they grow up. It expects them to tie themselves into 40 year mortgages in Navan or Portarlington and to spend three hours in traffic a day. It expects them to outsource parenting because of this, to eat ready meals and be too tired to do anything except fall asleep watching box sets halfway through their second glass of wine.
These are utterly grim jamborees far more grim than anything the Housewife Of The Year contest could serve up.
The Guard on RTE1. A tour de France from Brendan Gleeson
Watching it here, first time in ages. I’d forgotten just how good he was.
Fuck off back to Dublin you!