Like a yo-yo the internet connection at work is bouncing up and down. It is a tad annoying.
I was in a bit of a nostalgic mood last night. You know, real nostalgia, for a time that never existed and things the way they never were. Anyways, ended up watching TG4[1] First up I got distracted by Meirligh which is a true crime programme. I’ve never actually watched it before, but this episode was all about some Australian mafia dude called Tromboli who came to live in Ireland for a while in the 70’s while on the run.
Obviously as a lot of the people interviewed weren’t Irish there was quite a bit in English, but there was one Australian woman who spoke Irish. Only she had a very strong Australian accent, and to be honest, hearing her speak Irish with an Aussie accent was threatening to make my ears bleed. But at the same time, she speaks better Irish than I do, so I shouldn’t complain.
By the way, Meirligh, I assume means on the run? Anyone know for sure?
Anyways, yer man died of cancer and the Australian cops never managed to make him dish the dirt on the “Honoured Society” that he was a member of.
And then we had Laochra Gael. Which was all about Donie Nealan.
And I have to say I was pleasantly surprised to be able to understand most of what was said, without reading the subtitles. Course if I had to say it, then it’d be a different story ;)
- Irish language station ↩
I agree – I saw Meirligh last night too and that Aussie woman's accent made me cringe :) I had to turn it off halfway through, found it kind of boring anyway. Terrible that there's so little on TV these days, more often than not I end up having to watch Seinfeld double-bills on Paramount+1
It wasn't the most interesting programme, but I just wasn't interested in flicking through the stations for hours on end.
Hey, Fence! (Is that your real name, by the way?)
Two things:
1. "I was in a bit of a nostalgic mood last night. You know, real nostalgia, for a time that never existed and things the way they never were."
This is a great line. You should quote yourself on your other blog! ;-)
2. Re: last post
You guys celebrate the Fourth of July? That's very weird. That would be like us celebrating it. 'Course, we snuck in our Canada Day on the 1st, so maybe they just figured a two-day work week would be ridiculous!
Have a great night!
Thanks Talena. We don't really celebrate the Fourth here, but I work for an american organisation, and they do, so we get the day off. Which is nice. we also get thanksgiving off, so two extra holidays a year.
Fence a real name! HA HA HA!!!!! :-D You're so cute Talena. It's like that bit in American Gods – this is my friend Mr. Town. And my friend Mr. Road. And so on.
I wonder are Irish bloggers less likely to come out and use their real names than people in bigger countries? If I used even just my real first name, or even just the Official Version of my real first name, then people could totally figure out who I was, just by reading a few pieces of the blog. And then I'd be unmasked and no longer cool and would have to stop writing. Although since most of my readers actually know who I am, that probably wouldn't really matter too much.
So "real nostalgia" is the disease Mal has. Intervesting. I thought he was just plain delusional.
Didnae call you last night because came home, went oot fer ma tae and then had to spend a frantic hour sorting out a massive problem with my finances caused by my bastard consultant finally charging me four months after my visit and my credit card groaning under then strain. Then I watched Walk the Line which took longer than expected (still great though) and then took a fit of exhaustion and went to bed.
This is my Bad Friend week. Have just effed up meeting Xaosseed because I took a semi-sickie (I have a cold and was on a half-day anyway so I just couldn't drag myself all the way in for just a few hours) and forgot I had arranged to have lunch with him as he's over frae Scotland for a few days. ARGH.
End communication.
Yeah, yeah, excuses excuses. Its all going down in your permanent record you know.
Well, my permanent record oughta reflect now that I hauled ass all the way down to Dublin to meet Xaosseed (can you change above so his name isn't on it please?) and have tea with him. And even though he turned up late due to his phone not working over here and him being unable to find me, we did meet and had a tres nice time.
Of course, study suffered but howanever.
I can't help for feel a little ashamed when I hear a non-Irish person speaking Irish, for two reasons.
1. Because we clearly don't make enough of an effort ourselves
2. Because I agree, sometimes the strong accent is just too much for the alien vowel sound they are trying to make, and it ends up sounding very unusual.
And that last sentence made me even more ashamed, because I'm dissing people who are trying to embrace our language.
I'm all conflicted!
Al
Unusual. Good word, but it doesn't quite get across the sense that blood was actually dripping from my ears.
But you are right, and I felt bad that it hurt my ears so much to listen to her, when I wouldn't've been able to say half the things she did.