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Ah, and 'tis yerself, then, is it, Mrs. Noonan? And ye bein' ivver so fair i' that fine green dress now, and me be wishin' ye the best o' Irish luck on Saint Paddy's Day, be I not? But where wid Mister Noonan be? Off to t'pub wi' 'is mates now, is he, and lavin' a fine w'man the likes o' ye to yersel'? Aye, might I take yer arm th'n, m'lady fair, an' be escortin' ye to yon pub t'be yersel' ignorin' of 'im, as well?
Posted for this week's
at the
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads
Image Description from historic lecture booklet:
"By sitting on a ledge and leaning back till the head is down about a foot and a half below the seat, it is possible to look up and kiss the bottom of that famous stone. It is a feat which challenges the most adventuresome and makes them hesitate as this Irish colleen is doing. Yet the edge of the stone is worn very smooth."
12 comments:
Whoa! Such a tilt would be fatal for Wild Woman, I have little doubt! You definitely have the dialect down to perfection, my friend.
Well, I don't need the Blarney stone to start talking! I have been to Blarney though: just North of Cork in County Cork in Ireland. A huge shopping thing plus of course the castle with its stone!
Hari OM
Failte Kay!! Been missing you but glad to see you're back on the blarney stone. &*> Not quite at sanity stage this side, but each day brings me closer. Hugs, YAM xx
'Tis surely on my own bucket list to kiss the Blarney Stone.
I had a good laugh at your very Irish monologue, Kay.
Love your St. Paddy's Day tale! I read it twice, the second time around my accent was better than the first. :)
This is delightful, Kay!
Hope you had a good St Paddy's Day, Kay! ;-)
I did it! I kissed the Blarney Stone!
That has to be the MOST enjoyable Irish poem I have ever read! Thanks for the smile and laugh!
Some enjoyable blarney there Kay. if you are off to the airport I'm guessing you're heading halfway to Europe and Iceland and swopping Alberta cold for Icelandic air?
Have a great trip.
I too had to practice my accent when reading (and never did get it right). I had no idea such contortions were necessary to kiss the Blarney Stone, but it strikes me that only the Irish could get people to kiss a rock!
You are so much fun!
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