A Vanishing Ireland.

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We used to go every year on fishing trips from around 1990 to 2010. It changed a lot especially when the EU money started coming in. The 'real' Ireland got further and further away from Dublin every year. 

We had many happy memories and I wish I could go back in time to Dingle and Brannah's bay.

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4 hours ago, gnipper said:

Marshsider born and bred me. I bet it was like rural Ireland round here when my grandma was a little girl. 

It's like rural Ireland now. Look at fckin geese ont car park 

[eastcoast 4,198]

17 hours ago, WILF said:

That’s ok, they didn’t understand a word you said either ! Lol

So far I have been asked if I’m from:

Birmingham !! 

Australia 
 

Eastern Europe

Lol  

Visited Carrock on Shannon a few years ago, where my family are from way back, and nearly all of the lovely people I met thought my Geordie accent was Welsh

 

 

 

[WILF 47,633]

36 minutes ago, eastcoast said:

Visited Carrock on Shannon a few years ago, where my family are from way back, and nearly all of the lovely people I met thought my Geordie accent was Welsh

 

 

 

Carrick is just down the road from me mate.

The real country accents are the hardest to understand round here.

 

[eastcoast 4,198]

9 hours ago, WILF said:

Carrick is just down the road from me mate.

The real country accents are the hardest to understand round here.

 

I called into a pub one afternoon when over there, well several pubs but no all on the same day. I have no idea where it was as some days I would just set off on my own with no plan or agenda. I almost passed through one of those beautiful but tiny villages where if you blink you've passed through it and out the other side. Spotted a pub and decided to call in. I had a dog with me. A white terrier of typical stamp, 14" 18lb and smooth coat.

I walked in and ordered a pint, had a bit craic with the few people who were in there and got the usual "we don't get many Welsh people in here". I then went out to the beer garden to have a smoke.

An old chap followed me out and started making a fuss of the terrier and he then said "I do like a bull mastiff, would you be thinking of selling him?" To be fair I think the breed he had in mind was an EBT but still the dog looked nothing like one. We had a nice chat but the conversation kept returning to my dog. As politely and diplomatically as I could I explained that he was a Jack Russell not a bull mastiff and as I had had him from a pup there was no way I would consider selling him. He said "Ah good, that's the way it should, but if you ever would be thinking of selling the bull mastiff I'm yer man".

The beer garden opened out onto the carpark and beyond that it all farm land. As we were talking a fox trotted out from a hedge and stopped about 20 yards away bold as brass in the car park. My "bull mastiff" was chained to the table and was going ballistic screaming his tits off and doing summersaults. At one point he even stated to pull the table with him before foxy got bored and strolled off. The odd thing is the fella didn't even seem to notice what was happening and didn't even mention it. I suppose he had seen it all before as he did like a  nice bull mastiff.

 

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2 hours ago, eastcoast said:

I called into a pub one afternoon when over there, well several pubs but no all on the same day. I have no idea where it was as some days I would just set off on my own with no plan or agenda. I almost passed through one of those beautiful but tiny villages where if you blink you've passed through it and out the other side. Spotted a pub and decided to call in. I had a dog with me. A white terrier of typical stamp, 14" 18lb and smooth coat.

I walked in and ordered a pint, had a bit craic with the few people who were in there and got the usual "we don't get many Welsh people in here". I then went out to the beer garden to have a smoke.

An old chap followed me out and started making a fuss of the terrier and he then said "I do like a bull mastiff, would you be thinking of selling him?" To be fair I think the breed he had in mind was an EBT but still the dog looked nothing like one. We had a nice chat but the conversation kept returning to my dog. As politely and diplomatically as I could I explained that he was a Jack Russell not a bull mastiff and as I had had him from a pup there was no way I would consider selling him. He said "Ah good, that's the way it should, but if you ever would be thinking of selling the bull mastiff I'm yer man".

The beer garden opened out onto the carpark and beyond that it all farm land. As we were talking a fox trotted out from a hedge and stopped about 20 yards away bold as brass in the car park. My "bull mastiff" was chained to the table and was going ballistic screaming his tits off and doing summersaults. At one point he even stated to pull the table with him before foxy got bored and strolled off. The odd thing is the fella didn't even seem to notice what was happening and didn't even mention it. I suppose he had seen it all before as he did like a  nice bull mastiff.

 

Some pictures from that trip including one of the bull mastiff that the charming old gentleman wanted to take home.

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2 hours ago, eastcoast said:

I called into a pub one afternoon when over there, well several pubs but no all on the same day. I have no idea where it was as some days I would just set off on my own with no plan or agenda. I almost passed through one of those beautiful but tiny villages where if you blink you've passed through it and out the other side. Spotted a pub and decided to call in. I had a dog with me. A white terrier of typical stamp, 14" 18lb and smooth coat.

I walked in and ordered a pint, had a bit craic with the few people who were in there and got the usual "we don't get many Welsh people in here". I then went out to the beer garden to have a smoke.

An old chap followed me out and started making a fuss of the terrier and he then said "I do like a bull mastiff, would you be thinking of selling him?" To be fair I think the breed he had in mind was an EBT but still the dog looked nothing like one. We had a nice chat but the conversation kept returning to my dog. As politely and diplomatically as I could I explained that he was a Jack Russell not a bull mastiff and as I had had him from a pup there was no way I would consider selling him. He said "Ah good, that's the way it should, but if you ever would be thinking of selling the bull mastiff I'm yer man".

The beer garden opened out onto the carpark and beyond that it all farm land. As we were talking a fox trotted out from a hedge and stopped about 20 yards away bold as brass in the car park. My "bull mastiff" was chained to the table and was going ballistic screaming his tits off and doing summersaults. At one point he even stated to pull the table with him before foxy got bored and strolled off. The odd thing is the fella didn't even seem to notice what was happening and didn't even mention it. I suppose he had seen it all before as he did like a  nice bull mastiff.

 

He probably thought the fox was a dromedary 

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On 18/06/2021 at 16:50, stonewall said:

 

I’ve got a lovely old picture of my great grandad stood outside a lovely old shop like that in about the 1910s with his draft horse all be decked in ribbons