Great to read the stories of boat racing.. as I type we’re not long off the boat from Inis Oírr…first time to visit the island.. strolling around we met a man walking bare foot on the road, marvelled at the kids playing GAA communicating as gaeilge and sang what I could remember of The two fishermen Conneelys..
Hi
Many thanks for all the songs you share on here
I tried following your foolproof guide to uploading clips
But couldn’t get it over the blue line
If you get a chance will you upload from you tube the song
Coilin Phadraig Sheamais by Padraig O hAolain
For all the good people of the guestbook
Thanks
Bourkey
Christy's reply
I have the same problem myself Bourkey….everything I try on my device ends in total failure….and its always been thus….
Never saw that before….fair play to Timmy Ryan for revising memories of Katie Reilly’s….and he’s right..I got fierce slagging back in the 80s for closing bars in gig rooms for the duration….40 years on, most listeners seem cool about it……sometimes it was almost impossible to do my gig in rooms where bars were going full steam ahead…shoutin and roarin, empty bottles been lobbed into bins, cash registers out of tune, people becoming unaware that they’re at a gig… and some poor act up on the stage tryin to sing a soft gentle song….and every other bar in the citywide open with no cover charge…not a problem for many bands and players,more power to them… and I completely understand why thirsty ducks used to rear up, (I was one myself for 30 years !)but I gotta do my gig the way I gotta do it….
Hello Christy,
Listening to curragh racing on the radio took me back to when I was 18. It was right after the A level exams had finished. I spent 3 weeks in a caravan in a forest in France. There was a nudist beach next door. Thinking of all those men doing the dickie dipping. Great work for charity.
Anyway, we had a radio that would pick up the BBC world service. They used to broadcast the cricket. It’s hard enough to watch on TV. Nothing happens and everybody claps. I remember lots of talk about pigeons on the pitch.
There’s a lovely bit in a Douglas Adams book
It was a charming and delightful day at Lord’s as Ford and Arthur tumbled haphazardly out of a space-time anomaly and hit the immaculate turf rather hard.
The applause of the crowd was tremendous. It wasn’t for them, but instinctively they bowed anyway, which was fortunate because the small red heavy ball which the crowd actually had been applauding whistled mere millimetres over Arthur’s head. In the crowd a man collapsed.
They threw themselves back to the ground which seemed to spin hideously around them.
“What was that?” hissed Arthur.
“Something red,” hissed Ford back at him.
“Where are we?”
“Er, somewhere green.”
“Shapes,” muttered Arthur. “I need shapes.”
The applause of the crowd had been rapidly succeeded by gasps of astonishment, and the awkward titters of hundreds of people who could not yet make up their minds about whether to believe what they had just seen or not.
“This your sofa?” said a voice.
“What was that?” whispered Ford.
Arthur looked up.
“Something blue,” he said.
“Shape?” said Ford.
Arthur looked again.
“It is shaped,” he hissed at Ford, with his brow savagely furrowing, “like a policeman.”
They remained crouched there for a few moments, frowning deeply. The blue thing shaped like a policeman tapped them both on the shoulders.
“Come on, you two,” the shape said, “let’s be having you.”
These words had an electrifying effect on Arthur. He leapt to his feet like an author hearing the phone ring and shot a series of startled glanced at the panorama around him which had suddenly settled down into something of quite terrifying ordinariness.
“Where did you get this from?” he yelled at the policeman shape.
“What did you say?” said the startled shape.
“This is Lord’s Cricket Ground, isn’t it?” snapped Arthur. “Where did you find it, how did you get it here? I think,” he added, clasping his hand to his brow, “that I had better calm down.” He squatted down abruptly in front of Ford.
“It is a policeman,” he said, “What do we do?”
Ford shrugged.
“What do you want to do?” he said.
“I want you,” said Arthur, “to tell me that I have been dreaming for the last five years.”
Ford shrugged again, and obliged.
“You’ve been dreaming for the last five years,” he said.
Arthur got to his feet.
“It’s all right, officer,” he said. “I’ve been dreaming for the last five years. Ask him,” he added, pointing at Ford, “he was in it.
Douglas Adams, Life, the Universe and Everything (The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, #3)
I love that recording of The Pagan Ritual from the tent. It always takes me back there, the noise of the space.
Hi Christy. I was in Waterford in 1990 and was due to fly back to England to see the Rolling Stones at Wembley but saw a poster of your concert in a shop window. You played a gig at Katie Reilly’s on the road to Tramore on the same night (14/07/90) and I was there and it was a fantastic night. I would love to be able to find a poster of that gig but do you remember it though?
Christy's reply
I played Katie’s many times…it occupies a sweet spot in my treasure chest of outstanding venue/gig memories…..it was always stuffed,hot,Summertime,fun, Cidery,exciting, full of young lovers,auld cynics, rebels on-the-run, secret police on holidays,nuns home from the foreign missions, jockeys making weight, farmers after milking, Waterford Glaziers, Hurlers out of the Champioship and honeymooners from Coolnacupogue….they’d be out from Waterfod,in from Tramore,across from Passage and up from Kilmeaden…..Remember it ? I cant forget it Crokey…..If you find more then one poster from Katie Reilly’s I’d love one myself…
The big song there was Felix Pappalardi’s “Two Island Swans”… long haul listeners still requesting it in Waterford last week
Hi Christy,
Passing through Killorglin in my travels last week and came across the King Puck statue (had never heard of it), somehow it triggered my recollection that there’s a tune for it in an eponymous album of yours. Was going to ask you how the tune came about but, lo and behold, somebody in your Guestbook already did. What timing! I am so excited to also learn from the Guestbook that you will be playing the London Royal Festive Hall next May, you can bet your bottom dollar I’ll be there. Just finished watching your Drawing From the Well interview with Liam O’Connor (?), that was excellent! Leaving Belfast tomorrow for Derry then going home on Sunday. This Ireland visit is nothing short of extraordinary. See you in May… Warping out of orbit…
Christy's reply
Good to know that your visit has been such a success….hope you can take a walk around Derry Walls….
BUT…..there are no plans for a gig in London next May….sorry to say…
….safe travels
Hi Christy,
With due regard to the west coast rowers,my favourite rowers are probably the Skibbereen (o’donovan) brothers, such a great effort, so unassuming ,interested in their grub and the craic in Rio.
‘Revenge for Skibbereen’ brought a rare cheer from the Cork tent crowd when you recorded Irish Pagan Ritual, did you sing that song much in days gone by (Skibbereen)?
rory
Christy's reply
I’ve never sung Skibbereen yet…..its been referenced three times so far;
Joxer…..
Pagan Lullaby
Skibbereen Races…the latter being a Moving Hearts composition after a gig in that fine town in 1981…..
…….”Close your eyes and Pull Like A Dog” ( O’Donovan Brother’s….Olympic Heroes)
Hi Christy,
What a picture CS paints of them all gathered around the Radio listening to the updates on the Currach racing……..and so well put. No need for pictures; the picture is in the makeup of the description. We were out on Inis Mór a few years back, and the Island people are really welcoming, and grounded, it was just a pleasure from start to finish. As I write this, the words of the “The two Connellys” come to mind :They pushed their currach from the Shore. One took the net while one took the oar.
Ride On Christy, and enjoy the break.
CS’s posts are always interesting and I look forward to them. Thanks CS for sharing your father’s memory of your family’s boating skills and your grandfather’s sporting prowess, and of his listening to the currach races on the island with his family and neighbours – and the rooster! Thanks also to Hilary and Pat for the links to the Kennys website and the 1959 video on the Vintage Lens page. I have been exploring and have begun to learn a little about a sport I didn’t know of before. Wandering around the Kennys site led me to another article by Tom Kenny about the Salthill Currach Races, similar, though with an additional first paragraph that really captures the atmosphere. https://www.kennys.ie/old-galway/1864-the-currach-races-salthill Then I was struck by the line “All of the contests were hard fought by men whose life was the sea…” And, although no proof were needed because CS’s father was there listening to the broadcasts, I couldn’t help but notice this sentence “The races were a very serious business, often broadcast on Radio Éireann with Taoiseachs turning up to present the prizes.”
All the very best, Anne
Christy's reply
Thank You Anne…Our “doubting Thomas” well and truly outflanked….its been an interesting journey into our traditional Currach racing…
Hello Christy,
Here’s something I’m listening to this morning. https://youtu.be/6T9ynGvYLGg
It’s from the Killarney Folk Festival in 2016. Two years before I first heard you.
I don’t know when I first heard this song. Maybe Vicar Street 2019, but it’s always been very special to me. It feels like my spirituality, can’t explain it. Like tending a fire in my hearth.
It must have been a day for curry on Sunday. We had curry here too.
Thank you to John of Liverpool for the info about getting BBC NI on the red button. I’ll give it a go. I think we will be watching the game on Sunday, if we can.
Right now I’m learning Caledonia, The Curragh of Kildare and Wandering Aengus. They’re all beautiful.
Rebecca
Christy's reply
the last song from my good friend Tony Small…”Mandolin Mountain”
Missing you over here in the big smoke, Christy. Hope to see you by the Thames in 2024. Royal Festival Hall looks better with your name on it. Keep her lit boss. Much love.
When I first visited Inis Mean a lifetime ago, the steam boat from Galway couldn’t dock as there was no suitable harbour. We got out a hole in the side of the boat, into a currach, and we’re rowed ashore. Later that week I watched in awe as a currach towed a cow out to the same big boat to travel from Inis Mean to the Galway sales, I am in total admiration of the men who rowed these boats. So the posts from Agnes/CS and Hilary fascinated me. I took a wander around Google, and found a real gem.
Christy, fair play dhuit. Speaking out for family and friends is for me the true essence of life. Well done, and as my dad used to say, f**k the begrudgers.
Hi All & Ed. Just following up from the posts about the Boat Racing, a sport that has been very successfully revived along the Western Seaboard in recent decades with many new clubs and fierce local competition, maybe people in the Midlands are not aware of this ? CS and his family have a long and proud tradition in owning and racing Galway Hookers as well as currachs or naomhogs as we call then san Riocht.One memorable day Colm’s late Dad Padraig arranged for myself & 2 German & 2 French 4711ers to go out on Galway Bay in a Hooker, the skill of the boatmen and the speed of the boat were unbelievable. Here is an undated account from Kennys of Galway about big Regattas in the1950s https://www.kennys.ie/old-galway/1229-84currach-racing-in-salthill-in-the-1950s.. I can well believe the crowds were massive , bigger than All Irelands and broadcast by Radio Eireann. Beir bua agus beannacht. H
Christy's reply
Thanks H… I’ve had enough of that man’s condescending blather…I’m done with it
Evening Christy,
Listening to the King Puck album reminded me how difficult it must be to place tracks on an album.
To place the beautiful Away ye broken heart, after the stirting King Puck is fascinating, just as the soulful Two Conneellys straight after the singalong Before the Deluge.
Do you get involved in that putting together of the jigsaw puzzle of tracks, or leave it to the record company gurus?
The Box Set has been briiliantly categorised into six discs, every one having a theme running right through, fair play.
Rory
Christy's reply
You are right Rory….it can betimes prove a very difficult task…..I can only recall a number of times when I had no input into album running order….it only happened when I had departed labels or when I had been dropped and those labels subsequently released “legal bootlegs” …. I have a small number of them here on the shelf…. I also have many bootleg live-gig cassettes that used to be sold on O’Connell Bridge,,,I never found them offensive at all..in fact I sometimes used to buy them and have banter and chat with the sellers… I loved the sleeves and titles…thanks for all the listening and such varied interest and feedback…..
Local radio, both community radio and local commercial have filled a gap as regards local events and often successfully so. Local radio is still about just over a generation in existence. Going by the ages of Agnes’s da and grandfather, I’m wondering. Radio Eireann on Medium Wave as it would have been back then covering currach racing; I dont think so. Sure a upstanding Antrim man with a faded curtain pelmet still in his pocket or a drumstick sticking out of his jacket pocket coming on a mission for ‘All-Ireland currach racing’ …. nah, me’s sceptical. And it on Radio Eireann……
Christy's reply
Ed, you have confirmed what I have long suspected..up until this post I have struggled betimes to give you the benefit of the doubt..but no more….I’m proud to say that young CS is a good friend of mine.. as was his late Father…..you show a mean spirit with your “I’m wondering”…your ignorant “Nah”…. your final “me’s sceptical”
these are the finest of people that you so casually dismiss, generous, decent cultured people….
thats all I have (or will have) to say to you
So sad to hear of the death of Sinead O’Connor.
Loved your collaborations with her Christy.
May she rest in peace.
Great to read the stories of boat racing.. as I type we’re not long off the boat from Inis Oírr…first time to visit the island.. strolling around we met a man walking bare foot on the road, marvelled at the kids playing GAA communicating as gaeilge and sang what I could remember of The two fishermen Conneelys..
That’s the one Rebecca
It was all the recent chat of cuurachs, Connemara and
immigration brought me to the song.
Thanks for sharing it
Rebecca is sending us some gems across the sea….fair play to her
I hope I’ve got the right one here, Bourkey
https://youtu.be/EOjSOAxN9Wg
Rebecca
tá sé sin go hálainn ar fad Rebecca..míle maith agat
Hi
Many thanks for all the songs you share on here
I tried following your foolproof guide to uploading clips
But couldn’t get it over the blue line
If you get a chance will you upload from you tube the song
Coilin Phadraig Sheamais by Padraig O hAolain
For all the good people of the guestbook
Thanks
Bourkey
I have the same problem myself Bourkey….everything I try on my device ends in total failure….and its always been thus….
I couldn’t find a poster, but I did find this
https://waterford-news.ie/2021/07/06/time-out-with-timmy-christy-moore-a-national-treasure/
Rebecca
Never saw that before….fair play to Timmy Ryan for revising memories of Katie Reilly’s….and he’s right..I got fierce slagging back in the 80s for closing bars in gig rooms for the duration….40 years on, most listeners seem cool about it……sometimes it was almost impossible to do my gig in rooms where bars were going full steam ahead…shoutin and roarin, empty bottles been lobbed into bins, cash registers out of tune, people becoming unaware that they’re at a gig… and some poor act up on the stage tryin to sing a soft gentle song….and every other bar in the citywide open with no cover charge…not a problem for many bands and players,more power to them… and I completely understand why thirsty ducks used to rear up, (I was one myself for 30 years !)but I gotta do my gig the way I gotta do it….
Hello Christy,
Listening to curragh racing on the radio took me back to when I was 18. It was right after the A level exams had finished. I spent 3 weeks in a caravan in a forest in France. There was a nudist beach next door. Thinking of all those men doing the dickie dipping. Great work for charity.
Anyway, we had a radio that would pick up the BBC world service. They used to broadcast the cricket. It’s hard enough to watch on TV. Nothing happens and everybody claps. I remember lots of talk about pigeons on the pitch.
There’s a lovely bit in a Douglas Adams book
It was a charming and delightful day at Lord’s as Ford and Arthur tumbled haphazardly out of a space-time anomaly and hit the immaculate turf rather hard.
The applause of the crowd was tremendous. It wasn’t for them, but instinctively they bowed anyway, which was fortunate because the small red heavy ball which the crowd actually had been applauding whistled mere millimetres over Arthur’s head. In the crowd a man collapsed.
They threw themselves back to the ground which seemed to spin hideously around them.
“What was that?” hissed Arthur.
“Something red,” hissed Ford back at him.
“Where are we?”
“Er, somewhere green.”
“Shapes,” muttered Arthur. “I need shapes.”
The applause of the crowd had been rapidly succeeded by gasps of astonishment, and the awkward titters of hundreds of people who could not yet make up their minds about whether to believe what they had just seen or not.
“This your sofa?” said a voice.
“What was that?” whispered Ford.
Arthur looked up.
“Something blue,” he said.
“Shape?” said Ford.
Arthur looked again.
“It is shaped,” he hissed at Ford, with his brow savagely furrowing, “like a policeman.”
They remained crouched there for a few moments, frowning deeply. The blue thing shaped like a policeman tapped them both on the shoulders.
“Come on, you two,” the shape said, “let’s be having you.”
These words had an electrifying effect on Arthur. He leapt to his feet like an author hearing the phone ring and shot a series of startled glanced at the panorama around him which had suddenly settled down into something of quite terrifying ordinariness.
“Where did you get this from?” he yelled at the policeman shape.
“What did you say?” said the startled shape.
“This is Lord’s Cricket Ground, isn’t it?” snapped Arthur. “Where did you find it, how did you get it here? I think,” he added, clasping his hand to his brow, “that I had better calm down.” He squatted down abruptly in front of Ford.
“It is a policeman,” he said, “What do we do?”
Ford shrugged.
“What do you want to do?” he said.
“I want you,” said Arthur, “to tell me that I have been dreaming for the last five years.”
Ford shrugged again, and obliged.
“You’ve been dreaming for the last five years,” he said.
Arthur got to his feet.
“It’s all right, officer,” he said. “I’ve been dreaming for the last five years. Ask him,” he added, pointing at Ford, “he was in it.
Douglas Adams, Life, the Universe and Everything (The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, #3)
I love that recording of The Pagan Ritual from the tent. It always takes me back there, the noise of the space.
Rebecca
bejasus
Hi Christy. I was in Waterford in 1990 and was due to fly back to England to see the Rolling Stones at Wembley but saw a poster of your concert in a shop window. You played a gig at Katie Reilly’s on the road to Tramore on the same night (14/07/90) and I was there and it was a fantastic night. I would love to be able to find a poster of that gig but do you remember it though?
I played Katie’s many times…it occupies a sweet spot in my treasure chest of outstanding venue/gig memories…..it was always stuffed,hot,Summertime,fun, Cidery,exciting, full of young lovers,auld cynics, rebels on-the-run, secret police on holidays,nuns home from the foreign missions, jockeys making weight, farmers after milking, Waterford Glaziers, Hurlers out of the Champioship and honeymooners from Coolnacupogue….they’d be out from Waterfod,in from Tramore,across from Passage and up from Kilmeaden…..Remember it ? I cant forget it Crokey…..If you find more then one poster from Katie Reilly’s I’d love one myself…
The big song there was Felix Pappalardi’s “Two Island Swans”… long haul listeners still requesting it in Waterford last week
Hi Christy,
Passing through Killorglin in my travels last week and came across the King Puck statue (had never heard of it), somehow it triggered my recollection that there’s a tune for it in an eponymous album of yours. Was going to ask you how the tune came about but, lo and behold, somebody in your Guestbook already did. What timing! I am so excited to also learn from the Guestbook that you will be playing the London Royal Festive Hall next May, you can bet your bottom dollar I’ll be there. Just finished watching your Drawing From the Well interview with Liam O’Connor (?), that was excellent! Leaving Belfast tomorrow for Derry then going home on Sunday. This Ireland visit is nothing short of extraordinary. See you in May… Warping out of orbit…
Good to know that your visit has been such a success….hope you can take a walk around Derry Walls….
BUT…..there are no plans for a gig in London next May….sorry to say…
….safe travels
Hi Christy,
With due regard to the west coast rowers,my favourite rowers are probably the Skibbereen (o’donovan) brothers, such a great effort, so unassuming ,interested in their grub and the craic in Rio.
‘Revenge for Skibbereen’ brought a rare cheer from the Cork tent crowd when you recorded Irish Pagan Ritual, did you sing that song much in days gone by (Skibbereen)?
rory
I’ve never sung Skibbereen yet…..its been referenced three times so far;
Joxer…..
Pagan Lullaby
Skibbereen Races…the latter being a Moving Hearts composition after a gig in that fine town in 1981…..
…….”Close your eyes and Pull Like A Dog” ( O’Donovan Brother’s….Olympic Heroes)
Hi Christy,
What a picture CS paints of them all gathered around the Radio listening to the updates on the Currach racing……..and so well put. No need for pictures; the picture is in the makeup of the description. We were out on Inis Mór a few years back, and the Island people are really welcoming, and grounded, it was just a pleasure from start to finish. As I write this, the words of the “The two Connellys” come to mind :They pushed their currach from the Shore. One took the net while one took the oar.
Ride On Christy, and enjoy the break.
Hi Christy, CS, Hilary, Pat and all
CS’s posts are always interesting and I look forward to them. Thanks CS for sharing your father’s memory of your family’s boating skills and your grandfather’s sporting prowess, and of his listening to the currach races on the island with his family and neighbours – and the rooster! Thanks also to Hilary and Pat for the links to the Kennys website and the 1959 video on the Vintage Lens page. I have been exploring and have begun to learn a little about a sport I didn’t know of before. Wandering around the Kennys site led me to another article by Tom Kenny about the Salthill Currach Races, similar, though with an additional first paragraph that really captures the atmosphere. https://www.kennys.ie/old-galway/1864-the-currach-races-salthill Then I was struck by the line “All of the contests were hard fought by men whose life was the sea…” And, although no proof were needed because CS’s father was there listening to the broadcasts, I couldn’t help but notice this sentence “The races were a very serious business, often broadcast on Radio Éireann with Taoiseachs turning up to present the prizes.”
All the very best, Anne
Thank You Anne…Our “doubting Thomas” well and truly outflanked….its been an interesting journey into our traditional Currach racing…
Hello Christy,
Here’s something I’m listening to this morning.
https://youtu.be/6T9ynGvYLGg
It’s from the Killarney Folk Festival in 2016. Two years before I first heard you.
I don’t know when I first heard this song. Maybe Vicar Street 2019, but it’s always been very special to me. It feels like my spirituality, can’t explain it. Like tending a fire in my hearth.
It must have been a day for curry on Sunday. We had curry here too.
Thank you to John of Liverpool for the info about getting BBC NI on the red button. I’ll give it a go. I think we will be watching the game on Sunday, if we can.
Right now I’m learning Caledonia, The Curragh of Kildare and Wandering Aengus. They’re all beautiful.
Rebecca
the last song from my good friend Tony Small…”Mandolin Mountain”
Missing you over here in the big smoke, Christy. Hope to see you by the Thames in 2024. Royal Festival Hall looks better with your name on it. Keep her lit boss. Much love.
When I first visited Inis Mean a lifetime ago, the steam boat from Galway couldn’t dock as there was no suitable harbour. We got out a hole in the side of the boat, into a currach, and we’re rowed ashore. Later that week I watched in awe as a currach towed a cow out to the same big boat to travel from Inis Mean to the Galway sales, I am in total admiration of the men who rowed these boats. So the posts from Agnes/CS and Hilary fascinated me. I took a wander around Google, and found a real gem.
https://fb.watch/l_IIvtaDnd/
(Currach all Ireland final 1959)
This is posted by
Jackie McCarthy Elgar, on his fascinating site, ‘
The vintage lens, times past in Co. Clare’
Thanks Pat..thats great footage of a time long gone
Christy, fair play dhuit. Speaking out for family and friends is for me the true essence of life. Well done, and as my dad used to say, f**k the begrudgers.
Hi All & Ed. Just following up from the posts about the Boat Racing, a sport that has been very successfully revived along the Western Seaboard in recent decades with many new clubs and fierce local competition, maybe people in the Midlands are not aware of this ? CS and his family have a long and proud tradition in owning and racing Galway Hookers as well as currachs or naomhogs as we call then san Riocht.One memorable day Colm’s late Dad Padraig arranged for myself & 2 German & 2 French 4711ers to go out on Galway Bay in a Hooker, the skill of the boatmen and the speed of the boat were unbelievable. Here is an undated account from Kennys of Galway about big Regattas in the1950s
https://www.kennys.ie/old-galway/1229-84currach-racing-in-salthill-in-the-1950s.. I can well believe the crowds were massive , bigger than All Irelands and broadcast by Radio Eireann. Beir bua agus beannacht. H
Thanks H… I’ve had enough of that man’s condescending blather…I’m done with it
Evening Christy,
Listening to the King Puck album reminded me how difficult it must be to place tracks on an album.
To place the beautiful Away ye broken heart, after the stirting King Puck is fascinating, just as the soulful Two Conneellys straight after the singalong Before the Deluge.
Do you get involved in that putting together of the jigsaw puzzle of tracks, or leave it to the record company gurus?
The Box Set has been briiliantly categorised into six discs, every one having a theme running right through, fair play.
Rory
You are right Rory….it can betimes prove a very difficult task…..I can only recall a number of times when I had no input into album running order….it only happened when I had departed labels or when I had been dropped and those labels subsequently released “legal bootlegs” …. I have a small number of them here on the shelf…. I also have many bootleg live-gig cassettes that used to be sold on O’Connell Bridge,,,I never found them offensive at all..in fact I sometimes used to buy them and have banter and chat with the sellers… I loved the sleeves and titles…thanks for all the listening and such varied interest and feedback…..
Local radio, both community radio and local commercial have filled a gap as regards local events and often successfully so. Local radio is still about just over a generation in existence. Going by the ages of Agnes’s da and grandfather, I’m wondering. Radio Eireann on Medium Wave as it would have been back then covering currach racing; I dont think so. Sure a upstanding Antrim man with a faded curtain pelmet still in his pocket or a drumstick sticking out of his jacket pocket coming on a mission for ‘All-Ireland currach racing’ …. nah, me’s sceptical. And it on Radio Eireann……
Ed, you have confirmed what I have long suspected..up until this post I have struggled betimes to give you the benefit of the doubt..but no more….I’m proud to say that young CS is a good friend of mine.. as was his late Father…..you show a mean spirit with your “I’m wondering”…your ignorant “Nah”…. your final “me’s sceptical”
these are the finest of people that you so casually dismiss, generous, decent cultured people….
thats all I have (or will have) to say to you
“All-Ireland rowing”? On the radio? “Currach”?
Jayney – never heard of it.