Re: Eire
Re: Eire
When I was in Clontarf I stopped a young woman in the street to ask a question - she didn't know the answer - but took me into her home, made me a cup of tea and gave me homemade soda bread and jam while she telephoned her Dad. Can you imagine that happening here ?Re: Eire
I come from a culture that regarded the Irish republic with, at best, suspicion and distrust. I was only there once (to Limerick) on business and I spent enough time in the north to grow to loathe it.Re: Eire
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