Traveling seeker in British Isles

April 18, 2006

There is such a different way of speaking in Ireland.  Yes it’s the accent, but it is so much more, it’s some of the words. I started just making a list of the words as they came up- but it was quite boring when I had it all typed. I wanted to give you a bit of the story on some of them.  So let’s see if I can pull this off.
 
Before I arrived in Ireland, I talked on the phone with Noeline (who is mentioned in earlier blogs).  I told her that I would work my fanny off. She said that I better not say that in Ireland, for it means VAGINA. So unless I MEAN to work my vagina off, I should avoid the term!
  
I find that the references to the male penis are pretty much worldwide. The usual are used and I don’t think that I will mention them here, even though Anthony was more then willing to give me EACH and EVERYONE of them – it really is an AMAZING list to describe or reference one LITTLE THING! (Sorry Anthony!)
  
Of COURSE, Guinness is the national drink in these parts, but there are a few other types of alcohol references that I have come across.  A Bud Shandy.  This is a glass of ½ Lemonade and ½ Budweiser beer!  It’s of course lower alcohol and it is said to be quite refreshing! Dermot and Geralyn are avid Salsa Dancer’s.  They go twice a week and Dermot drinks this when he dances. (Sounds yucky!). 
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April 17, 2006

One day I was working at my little newsagents shop and I was trying to box up an item that a customer was purchasing. I was working with Mary at the time and the shop had about 8 to 10 people mulling about. I could tell they were tourists because they were looking at all the crap tourist stuff.

Mary was acting a bit nervous and was going to the front door and looking out down the street and looking at the clock. I just figured she was looking for some one in particular. It started to get a bit busy at the register and I stopped noticing what Mary was up to. Then she started to turn the lights on and off. There was a panel of about 8 light switch’s on the wall behind the front door and she was looking at the lights and switching them on and off, like she wasn’t getting the right light switch that she was wanting. I just kept on ringing people out. Customers were also looking at her like “what’s up?”

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4-10-06 Well, it’s April 10th, 2006 and I have only 7 days before my Visa expires. I have to leave the country. Luckily I was able to get a job at the newsagents for a short time to get the money ... [Continue reading this entry]

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3-5-06 I arrived at my first new job in 16 years! I was amazingly calm I was as I walked into this little shop on Bridge Street. As I mentioned before it is a newsagent. It sells newspapers and lots of assorted ... [Continue reading this entry]