According to the Irish Times (sub req’d) the statue of W.B. Yeats in Sligo has been knocked down by a drunken driver. It is a bronze statue, so hopefully can be repaired, although the article in the Times says that the shattered remains have been moved to storage.
The Wank at the Bank? Jesus. That's terrible. First the Bomb goes, then old W.B. Next poor old Lady Erin will end up face down in the gutter. Or maybe someone will scuttle the Metal Man.
Drunk drivers. Gobshites.
You know I'd totally forgotten about the bomb.
Well, twas a little before our time. The sister and her mates used to always meet up at the Bomb going into town. Used to drive Daddy mad when she'd tell him to drop her at the Bomb – it's a mine, dammit!!!! etc.
By the time we were really hanging around the town it was gone. But I remember it well. God be with the days etc etc.
'shattered remains' definitely does not bode well for repair!
Twasn't before my time. I often met yon "all A's in her LC girl" there.
But that was many ye-yurs ago.
Carl we can always hope. I quite like that version of Yeats although I prefer him with a fag in his hand. (note for certain peoples, fag as in cigarette)
OMG, I'd forgotten about the Bomb as well..
Well as far as the Wank at the Bank is concerned, I found it a praticular eyesore (although I have to admit I had gotten used to it)