Gay Byrne hosts a show called "The Meaning of Life" on RTE television from time to time.In it he discusses with certain celebrities matters such as religious conviction or lack of it as the case may be.
Now I never bought in to the adulation that many have for Gay Byrne.I never found him funny nor entertaining and consider him to be a pompous bore.
I have long considered him an yup market version of the Garrison Irishman who would be quite happy to be an active participant in suppressing his compatriots for the benefit of the Empire were the clock turned back and if memory serves me right his ancestors served the Empire with distinction.
And I suspected before the Programme above that he was hostile to Catholicism.
I thought Dunphy to be ,firstly a Dub to his backbone ,an undoubted lover of the Garrison game and a man who made the very best of his talents as a writer and commentator on soccer.
I thought his defence of Roy Keane when he turned his back on his country churlish and misplaced.Never would have considered him a staunch Catholic.
Which just goes to show that I can be a brutal judge of character.
It transpires that he was raised a Catholic by staunch Catholic parents in a single room flat in Dorset street and that his mother was a daily Mass goer as was he in his youth.
Now he fell for a Protestant Lady and encountered considerable difficulty with a priest when he raised the prospect of a Church wedding.
This gave Gaybo the opportunely to repeatedly spit out the word "Bigot "with venom in describing the Priest.The dead cannot sue and it was outrageous of him to slur the man in such a way.Cowardly too.
Fair dues to Dunphy he did not rise to the bait nor did he agree with Gaybo in that description of the man of the cloth.
Dunphy was undoubtedly upset at the memory as he was at other memories,including an attempted eviction and was on the verge of tears at times.
The longer the interview went on the more the religious conviction of Dunphy shone through and I particularly liked his contempt for the sterile ,empty and hopeless concept of humanism and atheism,which seems to have concentrated support in the written and electronic media and whose manipulative proponents are planted in too many positions of power and never miss a chance to deride religious conviction and freedom of conscious.
The more the interview progressed the more I warmed to Dunphy.I particularly liked his response when asked what he would say to God at the Pearly Gates ,which was "Are you still serving ?"
And like myself he prays thus before going to sleep ___
"O Angel of God,my Guardian Dear,
To whom God's love commits me here,
Ever this night be at my side,
To light and guard and rule and guide ,
Amen "
And boy do I need it.
Sunday, March 22, 2015
Monday, March 16, 2015
Vigil Mass on St.Patricks Eve Dunderry
The Vigil Mass at 7.30 this evening was packed to the rafters because, I would say, it was celebrated for all the sick of the Parish ,which would include KIllian Minogue and at least one more youngster.
It was heartening to witness so many youngsters at the Mass .
We hope God answers our prayers for all the sick and ill people hereabouts.
It was heartening to witness so many youngsters at the Mass .
We hope God answers our prayers for all the sick and ill people hereabouts.
Thursday, March 12, 2015
The 39A Bus
I lived in Hunts town Lawn off the Shileeren Road (It joins Mulhuddart to Clonsilla ) from the early ninety seventies until 1986.I had many good times there and the odd scary time too,about which more anon.
Anyhow my time there coincided with the development of several Council Estates and the start up of brand new communities in the area.
For much of the time I lived there I commuted to work by public transport,usually on the 39a bus if memory serves me properly.
The bus used wend its way through all the estates in the area before heading through Blanchardstown and Castleknock via Ashtown and down the Navan Road into the city centre.
After a while you got to know the regulars and you could discern a largish number of youngish mothers who daily boarded the bus in the Council Estates,dressed in their Sunday best (more Pennies than Pravda ) and exited from Myos to the Park gates in Castleknock.
From overheard conversations and general observation it became clear that they were employed by various well heeled Castleknock residents as pot wallopers ,child minders,cleaners and general factotums by professional ladies who powered dressed ,(more Pravda than Pennies),and made their way to the City to further their careers ,while their children were reared and their houses tended for by the ladies dropped from the 39 A.
It was more often than not the case that the Council ladies had their own children minded by their grannies and their houses tended by themselves when they returned from Castleknock in the evenings.
No doubt the few bob they earned helped out greatly with their own family budgets,but were nowhere near the vastly superior sums earned by their posher Pravda sisters.
For years I was the key holder for Saint Brigid's GAA Club and was often called on by the Gardai to open the Clubhouse during the night to see what had caused the alarm to go off, usually a break in and robbery of drink and fags.
I couldn't help but notice that calls relating to domestic violence used come over the garda intecom and that they addressees given were rarely the Council estates but nearly always the posher areas.This amazed me as I expected the opposite,but there you go.
As regards health facilities ,life expectancy and material comfort the Castleknock area far surpasses the Mulhuddart and surrounding areas.It's fair to say that there is a fierce contrast in a few miles of road.
And then we come to the political representatives.Until Kerry man Joe Higgins appeared on the scene I cannot recall anyone from the Blanch side of the High Bridge running for,never mind succeeding to the Dail..
In fact Patrick Nulty is the only native I can recall getting there,if only for a short time.
It has struck me that none of the present representatives represent the reasonable views of the majority of the electors in the constituency in that all seem actively hostile to the Christian view of life,being either card carrying proponents of abortion or actively hostile to religion of any form.
And yet it is these very people who will shape the type of Ireland by passing legislation that suits themselves and not the vast majority of their constituent ,if the last census on religious belief is vaguely true.
For these reasons and to give the real locals a chance to have a genuine Blanch Representative I have been approached to run in the next election as an Independent and am strongly considering remounting the 39 Bus.
Anyhow my time there coincided with the development of several Council Estates and the start up of brand new communities in the area.
For much of the time I lived there I commuted to work by public transport,usually on the 39a bus if memory serves me properly.
The bus used wend its way through all the estates in the area before heading through Blanchardstown and Castleknock via Ashtown and down the Navan Road into the city centre.
After a while you got to know the regulars and you could discern a largish number of youngish mothers who daily boarded the bus in the Council Estates,dressed in their Sunday best (more Pennies than Pravda ) and exited from Myos to the Park gates in Castleknock.
From overheard conversations and general observation it became clear that they were employed by various well heeled Castleknock residents as pot wallopers ,child minders,cleaners and general factotums by professional ladies who powered dressed ,(more Pravda than Pennies),and made their way to the City to further their careers ,while their children were reared and their houses tended for by the ladies dropped from the 39 A.
It was more often than not the case that the Council ladies had their own children minded by their grannies and their houses tended by themselves when they returned from Castleknock in the evenings.
No doubt the few bob they earned helped out greatly with their own family budgets,but were nowhere near the vastly superior sums earned by their posher Pravda sisters.
For years I was the key holder for Saint Brigid's GAA Club and was often called on by the Gardai to open the Clubhouse during the night to see what had caused the alarm to go off, usually a break in and robbery of drink and fags.
I couldn't help but notice that calls relating to domestic violence used come over the garda intecom and that they addressees given were rarely the Council estates but nearly always the posher areas.This amazed me as I expected the opposite,but there you go.
As regards health facilities ,life expectancy and material comfort the Castleknock area far surpasses the Mulhuddart and surrounding areas.It's fair to say that there is a fierce contrast in a few miles of road.
And then we come to the political representatives.Until Kerry man Joe Higgins appeared on the scene I cannot recall anyone from the Blanch side of the High Bridge running for,never mind succeeding to the Dail..
In fact Patrick Nulty is the only native I can recall getting there,if only for a short time.
It has struck me that none of the present representatives represent the reasonable views of the majority of the electors in the constituency in that all seem actively hostile to the Christian view of life,being either card carrying proponents of abortion or actively hostile to religion of any form.
And yet it is these very people who will shape the type of Ireland by passing legislation that suits themselves and not the vast majority of their constituent ,if the last census on religious belief is vaguely true.
For these reasons and to give the real locals a chance to have a genuine Blanch Representative I have been approached to run in the next election as an Independent and am strongly considering remounting the 39 Bus.
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
PRAYER NEEDED MORE THAN EVER.
In Dunderry Parish we have a number of people in urgent need of prayer at the moment ,not least my friend KIllian Minogue ,who is very ill in hospital folowing an accident involving a motor vehicle last wekend.
Two vigils were held in the Parish for him tonight.
Your continued prayers are sought for him and the other sick people in the Parish.
Two vigils were held in the Parish for him tonight.
Your continued prayers are sought for him and the other sick people in the Parish.
Sunday, March 1, 2015
Drumree 2-8 Dunderry 1-6
The first Dunderry hurling team to field at Senior level this long time appeared this evening at our own pitch against Drumree in the League.
Given that the management team was only put in place two weeks ago and that we only had one training session under new Manager Paddy Gorey since our ignominious exit from last year's club All Ireland Club at the hands of eventual winners Bennetsbridge it was a great tribute to the players and Paddy and his management team that we fielded at all.
But better late than never and the fact that our opponents will surely regard us as a soft touch for the rest of the year could stand to our advantage.
It was the sort of a day that if you closed your eyes and listened to the howling wind that bit through your clothing you could imagine you were nearer Donetsk than Dunderry.
The weather on that top pitch where I spectated was only brutal and I have the height of respect for our under 14 footballers who battled unsuccessfully against OLdcastle and our under 12 footballers who did a full training session in conditions that can only be described as sub Baltic.
Thanks to be God we have mentors who are still up for it.
Team.
Casey
Sprog Stephens Keenan Spongee Mc Cormack
Cathal Ryan Liam Dempsey Wright
C.Dempsey O Shea
J.Martin J.Moran Gilky
A.Walsh Harrow K.Bruton.
The referee is some man ,fair dues to him as he went straight from refereeing the under 14 match on the top pitch into the hurling match ,where he did a good job in difficult conditions.
We still have a core of basic fitness and stubborn resistance, if still lacking a good bit of stick and handling competency..But this can be put right with time.
The underlying will not to be beaten,the hallmark of this village for a century is still discernible.
Drumree are too a proud hinterland and were probably shocked to be pipped in the final Intermediate strait by us last year.
Pride was at stake here and both teams went at it hammer and tongs.No dirt and a minimum of mouthing on the pitch in what was essentially a slug fest from whistle to whistle.
With a twisted wind in their backs they bossed us around in the first half registering 2-4 to our 0-2 and deservedly so.Our boys took time to grow into the game and were not that confident in their own ability,full back line,which was exceptional ,excepted.And O Shea who had a humdinger.
I expected better in the second half and for twenty minutes we were lord and master.Harrow has magic hands and a first class hurling brain and we saw flashes of what could be routine for him with more dedicated exertion on the training field and I thought that Bruton was withdrawn too soon.
We were more into it in the second half and put them under severe pressure but just couldn't register enough on the scoreboard to narrow the gap enough to storm in front but were well on the way until a five minute lapse in concentration in the final quarter when they registered 4 points in succession and put themselves out of reach.
Having said that we never gave up the ghost and slugged it out to the bitter end but the margin of defeat accurately reflected the hard encounter.
Minogue,Mikie and Feeney got the nod from the bench and Feeney in particular gave it diddy.
Sprog,Spongee,O Shea and Liamie in patches were the pick of our men.
That is not to say that anybody shied away.no one did.but we have much too do and little time to do it.
But full marks for effort.
Footnote.
They say that if you want something done you should ask a busy man.Paddy Gorey,Daire Flanagan and Ted Dowd are busy men .
The Club has entrusted the management of the hurling team to them and to be absolutely clear they are doing the job in a purely voluntary capacity.
I know that they will give it a minimum of 100 per cent effort.
Given that the management team was only put in place two weeks ago and that we only had one training session under new Manager Paddy Gorey since our ignominious exit from last year's club All Ireland Club at the hands of eventual winners Bennetsbridge it was a great tribute to the players and Paddy and his management team that we fielded at all.
But better late than never and the fact that our opponents will surely regard us as a soft touch for the rest of the year could stand to our advantage.
It was the sort of a day that if you closed your eyes and listened to the howling wind that bit through your clothing you could imagine you were nearer Donetsk than Dunderry.
The weather on that top pitch where I spectated was only brutal and I have the height of respect for our under 14 footballers who battled unsuccessfully against OLdcastle and our under 12 footballers who did a full training session in conditions that can only be described as sub Baltic.
Thanks to be God we have mentors who are still up for it.
Team.
Casey
Sprog Stephens Keenan Spongee Mc Cormack
Cathal Ryan Liam Dempsey Wright
C.Dempsey O Shea
J.Martin J.Moran Gilky
A.Walsh Harrow K.Bruton.
The referee is some man ,fair dues to him as he went straight from refereeing the under 14 match on the top pitch into the hurling match ,where he did a good job in difficult conditions.
We still have a core of basic fitness and stubborn resistance, if still lacking a good bit of stick and handling competency..But this can be put right with time.
The underlying will not to be beaten,the hallmark of this village for a century is still discernible.
Drumree are too a proud hinterland and were probably shocked to be pipped in the final Intermediate strait by us last year.
Pride was at stake here and both teams went at it hammer and tongs.No dirt and a minimum of mouthing on the pitch in what was essentially a slug fest from whistle to whistle.
With a twisted wind in their backs they bossed us around in the first half registering 2-4 to our 0-2 and deservedly so.Our boys took time to grow into the game and were not that confident in their own ability,full back line,which was exceptional ,excepted.And O Shea who had a humdinger.
I expected better in the second half and for twenty minutes we were lord and master.Harrow has magic hands and a first class hurling brain and we saw flashes of what could be routine for him with more dedicated exertion on the training field and I thought that Bruton was withdrawn too soon.
We were more into it in the second half and put them under severe pressure but just couldn't register enough on the scoreboard to narrow the gap enough to storm in front but were well on the way until a five minute lapse in concentration in the final quarter when they registered 4 points in succession and put themselves out of reach.
Having said that we never gave up the ghost and slugged it out to the bitter end but the margin of defeat accurately reflected the hard encounter.
Minogue,Mikie and Feeney got the nod from the bench and Feeney in particular gave it diddy.
Sprog,Spongee,O Shea and Liamie in patches were the pick of our men.
That is not to say that anybody shied away.no one did.but we have much too do and little time to do it.
But full marks for effort.
Footnote.
They say that if you want something done you should ask a busy man.Paddy Gorey,Daire Flanagan and Ted Dowd are busy men .
The Club has entrusted the management of the hurling team to them and to be absolutely clear they are doing the job in a purely voluntary capacity.
I know that they will give it a minimum of 100 per cent effort.
Monday, February 23, 2015
Polish up your tractor glass,wash the wife's blue knees
It is reported that Jim Newman has taken to wearing his shirt and tie when driving his highly polished tractor down the main thoroughfare of Dunderry .
This is because of rumours that there are subterfuge RTE Reporters lurking behind the walls and hedges hereabouts compiling a programme that will raise the profile of the Village nationwide and elevate even further Dundrry in the National conscience.
Jim deserves his five minutes of fame and I hope he gets it..
No man deserves it better.
This is because of rumours that there are subterfuge RTE Reporters lurking behind the walls and hedges hereabouts compiling a programme that will raise the profile of the Village nationwide and elevate even further Dundrry in the National conscience.
Jim deserves his five minutes of fame and I hope he gets it..
No man deserves it better.
Fourth Dunderry Exile Team
Jimmy Reilly (Black Road )(Sas)
Rumat Yore (Black Road )(Sas) Tom Yore (B.Road .) (Sas) Niall Dooley(Sas)
Mickey Smith (Sas) J.P.Kenneally (Can) David Smith.(Sas)
Tony Donnelly (Yellow Walls. Sas) Joe Donnelly (Yellow W.)(Sas)
( These men are first cousins of Eugene Smith and were reared in the old Smith house.)
Padna Kelly (Meadstown not P.J.) Sas) Ken Duffy (B.Road ) (Aus) David Boland (Lux)
Albert Reilly(B.Road) (Sas) Jamie Bond (IOM) O.Neill (Aus)
Rumat Yore (Black Road )(Sas) Tom Yore (B.Road .) (Sas) Niall Dooley(Sas)
Mickey Smith (Sas) J.P.Kenneally (Can) David Smith.(Sas)
Tony Donnelly (Yellow Walls. Sas) Joe Donnelly (Yellow W.)(Sas)
( These men are first cousins of Eugene Smith and were reared in the old Smith house.)
Padna Kelly (Meadstown not P.J.) Sas) Ken Duffy (B.Road ) (Aus) David Boland (Lux)
Albert Reilly(B.Road) (Sas) Jamie Bond (IOM) O.Neill (Aus)
Presentation Night destroyed by ignorance.
It's twelve years since Dunderry GAA Club had a Dinner Dance in the Darnley Hotel,I am reliably informed.
That night the medals garnered were as winners of the football leagues.
In 2014 we won the Intermediate Hurling Championship.against outside expectations and the Under 21 Hurling Div.2 Championship ,having failed at the final hurdle three years running previously.
Very justifiably we were overjoyed to have landed such important trophies and went to celebrate in the Darnley last Saturday night.
I am proud of the fact that I had two sons on the Intermediate team,Evan,who was captain and his younger brother David who played well throughout the year,.The family connection was strengthened by Davy MC Cormack a full cousin also a vital cog.I am also very proud of my connection to the GAA Club.
So the family was out in full strength for the occasion.
Now the food and service were grand as we have always have found to be the case in the Darnley over the years and the medal presentations went fine .None of the speeches were overlong and Evan's was over short if anything.
Kevin Dowd deservedly got Club Man of the Year (Hanny Kelly Cup )and as a previous recipient I well know the honour this is.
And the music was the finest,played by a duo led I believe by a fellow called Fox.
And a stranger to me ,who put me in mind of Crusty the Clown from the Simpsons. hauled many's the lady from the comfort of her armchair onto the dance floor in order to display the excellence of his Tipperary dance technique.
All good clean fun and just what you could expect in any well organised GAA outing.
And before I get to the insult served up in place of the National Anthem at the end of the night I feel that I must place my own cards on the table.
My farther was Welsh,his first language was Welsh and his favourite team game was rugby.He had played it in his youth and revered it,it being the game of the common people in Wales and it still is the game of the people there.
AS long as I can remember he never missed a Wales game in Landstown Road and could sing the Welsh National Anthem word for glorious word..
He never attended a club rugby game in Irelanfd as he saw straight away that it was a game for the elite boarders of the fee paying schools around the country ,unlike the GAA which occupied then and still occupies the same place in Irish society that rugby occupies in Wales.
He encouraged all nine of us to play Gaelic games and was fierce proud of our modest achievements on there fields of play.
I played a small bit of rugby myself at the lowest lo possible level.I found three things pertinent to the came at that level :-
1.The rugby heads were brutal athletes and had no coordination whatsoever.
2.The worse the player he was the more he talked abut the good game he played.
3.The arrogance of these useless mouthpieces knew no limitation.
I was not impressed.
I do like watching rugby however and admire skill and bravery.
But that abomination "Irelands CAll"from the otherwise excellent Phil Coulter makes my blood boil
I see little point in watching po faced blokes who owe their allergies to the Crown putting on their stony faces when our national Anthem is being played and then bellowing out that abomination to pretend that all is well.
If they chose to be un Irish they should throw their lot in with their motherland and be done with it.
You won't find any other country pandering to those of another loyalty no matter what.
Why should we ?
Anyhow I couldn't believe my ears when the aforementioned group started to bellow out Ireland's Call instead of the National Anthem at the end of the night.
Maybe they are stupid enough to believe that this abomination is the Irish National Anthem ,but they added insult to injury when informed that it wasn't and they persisted in playing it anyhow and thought that this was great gas.
Ignorance is indeed blissful.
That night the medals garnered were as winners of the football leagues.
In 2014 we won the Intermediate Hurling Championship.against outside expectations and the Under 21 Hurling Div.2 Championship ,having failed at the final hurdle three years running previously.
Very justifiably we were overjoyed to have landed such important trophies and went to celebrate in the Darnley last Saturday night.
I am proud of the fact that I had two sons on the Intermediate team,Evan,who was captain and his younger brother David who played well throughout the year,.The family connection was strengthened by Davy MC Cormack a full cousin also a vital cog.I am also very proud of my connection to the GAA Club.
So the family was out in full strength for the occasion.
Now the food and service were grand as we have always have found to be the case in the Darnley over the years and the medal presentations went fine .None of the speeches were overlong and Evan's was over short if anything.
Kevin Dowd deservedly got Club Man of the Year (Hanny Kelly Cup )and as a previous recipient I well know the honour this is.
And the music was the finest,played by a duo led I believe by a fellow called Fox.
And a stranger to me ,who put me in mind of Crusty the Clown from the Simpsons. hauled many's the lady from the comfort of her armchair onto the dance floor in order to display the excellence of his Tipperary dance technique.
All good clean fun and just what you could expect in any well organised GAA outing.
And before I get to the insult served up in place of the National Anthem at the end of the night I feel that I must place my own cards on the table.
My farther was Welsh,his first language was Welsh and his favourite team game was rugby.He had played it in his youth and revered it,it being the game of the common people in Wales and it still is the game of the people there.
AS long as I can remember he never missed a Wales game in Landstown Road and could sing the Welsh National Anthem word for glorious word..
He never attended a club rugby game in Irelanfd as he saw straight away that it was a game for the elite boarders of the fee paying schools around the country ,unlike the GAA which occupied then and still occupies the same place in Irish society that rugby occupies in Wales.
He encouraged all nine of us to play Gaelic games and was fierce proud of our modest achievements on there fields of play.
I played a small bit of rugby myself at the lowest lo possible level.I found three things pertinent to the came at that level :-
1.The rugby heads were brutal athletes and had no coordination whatsoever.
2.The worse the player he was the more he talked abut the good game he played.
3.The arrogance of these useless mouthpieces knew no limitation.
I was not impressed.
I do like watching rugby however and admire skill and bravery.
But that abomination "Irelands CAll"from the otherwise excellent Phil Coulter makes my blood boil
I see little point in watching po faced blokes who owe their allergies to the Crown putting on their stony faces when our national Anthem is being played and then bellowing out that abomination to pretend that all is well.
If they chose to be un Irish they should throw their lot in with their motherland and be done with it.
You won't find any other country pandering to those of another loyalty no matter what.
Why should we ?
Anyhow I couldn't believe my ears when the aforementioned group started to bellow out Ireland's Call instead of the National Anthem at the end of the night.
Maybe they are stupid enough to believe that this abomination is the Irish National Anthem ,but they added insult to injury when informed that it wasn't and they persisted in playing it anyhow and thought that this was great gas.
Ignorance is indeed blissful.
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Acting the Goat
I haven't read the detail of the proposed Bill on the redefinition of the family being peddled by the worst Government since Cromwell held sway ,more of which anon.
I am old enough to remember the repressive times in this country when Fine Gael and Labour held power under Garrett Fitzgerald as Taoiseach.
And I well remember the plethora of referenda promulgated by that Government to divert attention from the misery under which the populace laboured and to also divert real attention from the civil war being waged across the border and disguise the pro Brit. and anti Nationalist hue of that government.
I also remember the despairing spin promulgated to gloss over the massive emigration figures and the sneering at all things rural.
Much the same as today in all respects.
Except that the present day's agenda is additionally being skewered by the overbearing homosexual slants being pushed by certain parties and individuals and the anti nationalist and anti Catholic agendas being pushed by certain graduates of Trinity College ,who clearly drank copious amounts of the Soup during their stay there.
Anyhow it is often the case that a lamb born to a ewe which has no milk is fostered to a goat that has no kids but has milk and the goat happily rears the lamb.
Now we have four parties here ,the sheep ram and father,the ewe mother and the goat in loco parentis.and of course the lamb.
And there may be a fifth party, the goats husband the buck goat.
Now the lamb may have thousands of siblings ,depending on the libido of her ram father or on whether she was conceived by artificial insemination or even cloned.
The same with the goat and so and so forth.
And of course the buck goat being a buck goat may mount the lamb and breed on from her,further complicating the matter and the ram sheep might mount the lamb,thinking that because the she goat is ardently the mother of the lamb and she is not related.
You can see that the number of combinations possible are limitless.
And of course there is the additional possibility that the buck goat may hit it off with the ram sheep and set up pasture and realising that their life is incomplete without a lamb/goat of their own, procure a fertilised ovum from a source specialising in this area and hire a sheep or she goat to bring it to fruition.
And of course there is always the possibility that the ewe sheep may hit it off with the she goat and also procure a fertilised ovum and have it implanted and so on and so forth.
Yep I have absolute faith in this Government to redefine the settled meaning of family,not.
I am old enough to remember the repressive times in this country when Fine Gael and Labour held power under Garrett Fitzgerald as Taoiseach.
And I well remember the plethora of referenda promulgated by that Government to divert attention from the misery under which the populace laboured and to also divert real attention from the civil war being waged across the border and disguise the pro Brit. and anti Nationalist hue of that government.
I also remember the despairing spin promulgated to gloss over the massive emigration figures and the sneering at all things rural.
Much the same as today in all respects.
Except that the present day's agenda is additionally being skewered by the overbearing homosexual slants being pushed by certain parties and individuals and the anti nationalist and anti Catholic agendas being pushed by certain graduates of Trinity College ,who clearly drank copious amounts of the Soup during their stay there.
Anyhow it is often the case that a lamb born to a ewe which has no milk is fostered to a goat that has no kids but has milk and the goat happily rears the lamb.
Now we have four parties here ,the sheep ram and father,the ewe mother and the goat in loco parentis.and of course the lamb.
And there may be a fifth party, the goats husband the buck goat.
Now the lamb may have thousands of siblings ,depending on the libido of her ram father or on whether she was conceived by artificial insemination or even cloned.
The same with the goat and so and so forth.
And of course the buck goat being a buck goat may mount the lamb and breed on from her,further complicating the matter and the ram sheep might mount the lamb,thinking that because the she goat is ardently the mother of the lamb and she is not related.
You can see that the number of combinations possible are limitless.
And of course there is the additional possibility that the buck goat may hit it off with the ram sheep and set up pasture and realising that their life is incomplete without a lamb/goat of their own, procure a fertilised ovum from a source specialising in this area and hire a sheep or she goat to bring it to fruition.
And of course there is always the possibility that the ewe sheep may hit it off with the she goat and also procure a fertilised ovum and have it implanted and so on and so forth.
Yep I have absolute faith in this Government to redefine the settled meaning of family,not.
Monday, February 16, 2015
Third Dunderry Wild Geese Team
I am uncertain about the exact location of all the players but if you feel you can help out let me know.
P.J.Feeney (USA)
Tony Fagan (Sas) Paul Newman (Aus) Martin Fagan (Sas)
Christy Fagan (USA) Bob Clarke (Sas) Jack Fagan (Aus)
Tommy Spollen (Sas) Stephen Conway (USA)
John Daly (Sas) Richie Folan (Aus) Barry Conway (Sas)
Pauric Carroll (Aus) Alan Garry (Aus) Barry Conaty (Aus)
Manager Joanne Mc Cormack (Canada )
I have promoted Alan Garry from management of the second team to full forward in this team.
This is the tallest midfield pair ever fielded by the Club.
P.J.Feeney (USA)
Tony Fagan (Sas) Paul Newman (Aus) Martin Fagan (Sas)
Christy Fagan (USA) Bob Clarke (Sas) Jack Fagan (Aus)
Tommy Spollen (Sas) Stephen Conway (USA)
John Daly (Sas) Richie Folan (Aus) Barry Conway (Sas)
Pauric Carroll (Aus) Alan Garry (Aus) Barry Conaty (Aus)
Manager Joanne Mc Cormack (Canada )
I have promoted Alan Garry from management of the second team to full forward in this team.
This is the tallest midfield pair ever fielded by the Club.
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Dunderry Fox seen in Passport Office.
The computer literate Dunderrry Fox ,having read about the 2 WIldgeese teams published by mise and aware that a third and maybe a fourth is in the melting pot has decided that he too will head to foreign shores.
He says he would be barking mad not to do so as the pickings anywhere abroad must be more plentiful than hereabouts.
He says he would be barking mad not to do so as the pickings anywhere abroad must be more plentiful than hereabouts.
Clean Sweep in Dunderry .
The recent news that the Geraghty's family car has been stolen gives us a clean sweep of all the houses on the main street in the Village.
The owners of every house have now been robbed .Horans,Geraghtys,Myself .The Church,.The Hall ,the GAA Club,and most frighteningly Flanagans ,who were robbed at knife point.
Additionally many of the elder residents adjacent to the village have too been robbed,some more than once.
Some people are afraid to even report robberies to the Gardai because they are afraid that the few bob they have accumulated over a lifetime of frugality(they had more cop on than all the lauded and over educated economists ,bankers and regulators combined ) might attract a tax liability so they keep mum.
I am encouraged by the news that Liz O Donnell , Doyenne of the Roads Authority , wants to divert even more Gardai to the Traffic Corp so as to criminalise even more decent citizens and bleed them dry financially and increase their insurance premiums by further penalties imposed because of these penalty points.
This will surely make the citizens of this Parish feel safer and increase the expectation that some of the stolen items will be recovered and the perpetrators apprehended.
A solution might be to entice Joan Burton to live here.
Given the Gardai response to her being struck by a water balloon in Tallaght ,we could surely expect a massive focus on the criminality hereabouts.
Its no wonder that the suicide rate is six times higher in rural Ireland than in the cities.
I have no doubt but that the NRA are issuing penalty notices to the owners of this car and other stolen cars for failure to pay assorted toll charges but hey such if s life under the Parties of law and order.
The owners of every house have now been robbed .Horans,Geraghtys,Myself .The Church,.The Hall ,the GAA Club,and most frighteningly Flanagans ,who were robbed at knife point.
Additionally many of the elder residents adjacent to the village have too been robbed,some more than once.
Some people are afraid to even report robberies to the Gardai because they are afraid that the few bob they have accumulated over a lifetime of frugality(they had more cop on than all the lauded and over educated economists ,bankers and regulators combined ) might attract a tax liability so they keep mum.
I am encouraged by the news that Liz O Donnell , Doyenne of the Roads Authority , wants to divert even more Gardai to the Traffic Corp so as to criminalise even more decent citizens and bleed them dry financially and increase their insurance premiums by further penalties imposed because of these penalty points.
This will surely make the citizens of this Parish feel safer and increase the expectation that some of the stolen items will be recovered and the perpetrators apprehended.
A solution might be to entice Joan Burton to live here.
Given the Gardai response to her being struck by a water balloon in Tallaght ,we could surely expect a massive focus on the criminality hereabouts.
Its no wonder that the suicide rate is six times higher in rural Ireland than in the cities.
I have no doubt but that the NRA are issuing penalty notices to the owners of this car and other stolen cars for failure to pay assorted toll charges but hey such if s life under the Parties of law and order.
Thursday, February 12, 2015
Tribute to Gary Travers deceased.
I have been putting this tribute on the long finger for some time,partly because of indecision about whether to tell his story ,as much as I know it, warts and all,partly because of my my profound sadness of the very premature loss of a talented intellect but mostly out of a sense of sadness of unfulfilled promise and the heartbreak he visited on those that adored him,especially his mother Josie who did more than anyone could expect to keep him on the straight and narrow and to make his life as fulfilling as possible.
I watched a programme about Bob Marley last week and know that Gar adored him.
I didn't know that Marley ,a Rastafarian ,was such a religious man and that his values and music were inspired by the Rasta take on the Bible and I can see that this would find favour with certain men irrespective of the religious ethos into which they were born.
It might therefor have surprised Gar to know he was religious despite himself.But then again he always thought different..
Which brings me to the next point and it is that Gar was the most peaceful and non violent man I knew.I'd say he never struck anyone in anger or otherwise.
My family history with the Travers and the Conatys go back a long way .
My late and revered (by me in any event ) uncle Tommy Mac Cormack often told me that he was present in Conaty's house manys the time when Oliver Travers and Benny O Brien came calling to court the sisters Marie and Josie.
I know that when the Crannach Co Op was formed by the workers to buy out the furniture factory in Navan and which Oliver was later to Chair ,that Tommy bough a fiver share from Oliver.
I know that when I had a severe need of independent transport in 1969 Tommy paid Oliver £50 for a Honda fifty and gave it to me to fill the need.
It was rumoured that Oliver rode the bike with Josie on the back pulling the pram with the current baby in tow as the need arose .In these politically correct and hateful days this would merit death by firing squad ,sputtering indignation by Government Ministers and Quangos who are hell bent on criminalising as many despised plebs as possible in order to savour the power that electoral success,copious lying and privilege brings.
In those days when handball was played at Lawlesses Cross,often uninterrupted by traffic for hours at end, such behaviour was safe and normal and I was glad of the bike which served me and them well.
The Gar went on to form the P.L.C.(People of Lawlesses Cross ) a revolutionary anarchist secret society whose two known acts of sabotage were :-
!.To spray the legend P.L.C.on a stolen car which was burnt out near the Cross.(neither stolen nor burnt out not by the PLC I might add ) and
2,To replace the first letter "R"of the road sign to Robinstown with a capital "N"
The membership fee for admission to the PLC was the price of a a pint of Guinness ,later replaced by a pint of Cider,
Towards the end Gar amalgamated his PLC with my political movement.I never got around to buying him the pint.
Gar was in the age bracket of my eldest kids and they palled around for a while.
At the time of their late teens a disco in the Darnley was all the go.Never having had the moolah to buy a half decent car I had a series of safe but elderly motor vehicles including a washed out St,John's ambulance which Georg in had converted from petrol to diesel,with the impediment that the gears didn't synchronise with the gear box in the proper ratio.
The outcome was that you would have to rev. the fuck out of it to attain 30mph.And the load bearing capacity was not the best up a steep incline.
I used drop my own kids over to the Darnley and the word spread and all their pals used pile in.Half way up the Hill of Ward the lads used jump out ,run beside the van to the top of the hill ,them jump in again.The same on the way home.
Romances developed from time to time and it soon became evident that the Gar and Susan Reilly had eyes only for each other.Which was fine in its own way until they used disappear after disembarking when we arrived back in Dunderry and a very worried Kathleen Reilly used appear at my door looking for her missing daughter .
Many's the night we spent searching round the Church,the GAA pitch and the school shelter looking for them .No luck .
I took to dropping him off at the Cross and bringing her to the village.Same result.He was the scourge of my life at times.I needn't have worried as himself and herself eventually moved in together and she gave birth to a smashing daughter and the apple of his eye Laura.
I since deduced that himself and Susie had a secret nest in Geraghty's hay shed,suitably equipped for comfortable courting away from prying ayes.Their lair was undiscovered for yonks
Towards the end of the eighties I bought an Opel car of some sort from Noellie Murtagh.It was the finest save the lights would not work as the makers intended.To switch on the headlights there was a crocodile clip attached to the battery which had to be manually connected to a wire which fed the power to the lights.This neccessitated lifting the bonnet and attaching the crocodile clip.
.Not the best yoke to use in a bank heist nor indeed in any circumstances where a quick getaway had to be done in the dark.
One evening I had to leave our Jacinta,Gar,Rooney Conaty,Laura O Brien,Tommy Coogan and Matthew Duffy into Navan to go to the pictures and pick them up.
I went to pick them up at the appointed time and parked as prearranged the Dunderry side of the Hospital.
No sign of them for a long time.I walked towards the town to see what the delay was all about.The first I met was Rooney with his head split open lying on the footpath .I got him up and told him to make for the car.The next I met was was our Cynti in full flight followed closely by Laura.Then Tommy Coogan with his head also split open.And finally Matthew.
Back to the car with me to be told that three Navan guys ,well older than themselves had picked a row with them outside the chipper and proceeded to beat the shit out of them.As I was lifting the bonnet of the car to attach the lights the three guys were advancing rapidly towards the kids to finish off the job.
I advanced to meet them head on,hoping to avoid a bloodbath.They were all big men in their mid twenties.No reasoning with them.I told them that if they passed me I would severely maim the biggest of them before the combined efforts of them all would stop me.As one guy was carrying a half block and another a two by two plank this was some claim by me and were they to look down they would have seen my legs shaking.I also threatened to call the Guards ,which they found hilarious.
I then turned to go back to the car fully expecting the block at the back of the head but to my utter amazement they ran off through the grounds of the hospital.
So off home with us with a shocked and battered crew.
We patched up the wounded and then remembered the Gar.
Calfer and me fein,with hurleys in tow, went back to collect him.Looked high up and low down.No sign and no sleep after for me.
Early next morning he appeared,having spent a very comfortable night,thank you very much ,holed up in the emergency Department of Navan hospital ,no worries.
Later again there came to live amongst us a man who had a fierce need for female company which was never to be filled .
Not for the want of trying however, as he made advances to all eligible and many ineligible females in the locality.
He got to be a bit over the top.
The Gar informed him that a certain female he desired would meet him sat Dunderry graveyard the following evening.As pre arranged the Gar dressed as a very presentable female,wig and all, with the willing help of the citizenry of Dunderry and perched on the wall at the appointed time.
Yer man was sure all his birthdays can me together and moved in for the kill at which stage the Gar roasted "Let him have it lads " and the concealed ,up to them ,kids showered him with eggs ,flour and milk from head to toe.
Cure delivered.
Yet later again I suffered a stroke in 2009 and was holed up in Navan hospital for a while.The Gar paid me a few visits which coincided with visits to his aunt who wasn't well either and died shortly afterwards.
I liked to be wheeled down the steep ramp from my Ward to the outside to enjoy the fresh air and asked the gar to do the honours.No bother to the Gar,he wheeled me down.and we had a great chat and he went under the tree fir a smoke for a while.
Back he came and had to wheel me back to base.
Now he wasn't the healthiest at that stage and fierce short of wind.So he huffed and puffed and got me there.
And boy was he knackered ?
And he lay down on my bed to recover.
,More luck to him.
Gar and the first love of his life Susan had unhappy differences and eventually parted but he found love again with Kerry Bellew and they had a lovely child called Holly and I am glad to say that my son Evan is her God Father, but for whatever reason that romance also fizzled out.,mores the pity.
It fell to Josie and his siblings to pick up the pieces as it were and Josie did all that was humanely possible and more ,to fill the gaping emptiness that filled his breast.
But Gar fell a victim to his excesses and was unable or unwilling ,who knows which ,to keep on track.
Never a man to blow his own trumpet Gar,his mother Josie and Oliver before them were quiet but serious supporters of the juvenile auction of Dunderry GAA Club in Geraghtys when I was involved with it and generously contributed to it when the need arose.
He was a generous guy and there wasn't a mean bone in his body.
He was also a talented carver of wood,which was his working medium,but never got the time to fully develop his full potential.
He was a dear Facebook friend of mine and we traded respectful insults all the time and he was without doubt quite erudite in his diction,never misusing the English language.
He likened me to Gerry Garcia,whoever he is but I am sure he is not a bad guy.
Garry was universally liked ,the gentlest of men , a divil for the beer and maybe too good for this world.
He is missed by his mother Josie,his dear siblings Linda,Sarah,Alan ,Jane and Rebecca,his daughters Laura and Hollya ,his granddaughter Layla and a circle of friends ,whose first reaction when they think of him is one of fondeness and a hearty chuckle.
Ar DHeis De go raibh a hanam dilis.
I watched a programme about Bob Marley last week and know that Gar adored him.
I didn't know that Marley ,a Rastafarian ,was such a religious man and that his values and music were inspired by the Rasta take on the Bible and I can see that this would find favour with certain men irrespective of the religious ethos into which they were born.
It might therefor have surprised Gar to know he was religious despite himself.But then again he always thought different..
Which brings me to the next point and it is that Gar was the most peaceful and non violent man I knew.I'd say he never struck anyone in anger or otherwise.
My family history with the Travers and the Conatys go back a long way .
My late and revered (by me in any event ) uncle Tommy Mac Cormack often told me that he was present in Conaty's house manys the time when Oliver Travers and Benny O Brien came calling to court the sisters Marie and Josie.
I know that when the Crannach Co Op was formed by the workers to buy out the furniture factory in Navan and which Oliver was later to Chair ,that Tommy bough a fiver share from Oliver.
I know that when I had a severe need of independent transport in 1969 Tommy paid Oliver £50 for a Honda fifty and gave it to me to fill the need.
It was rumoured that Oliver rode the bike with Josie on the back pulling the pram with the current baby in tow as the need arose .In these politically correct and hateful days this would merit death by firing squad ,sputtering indignation by Government Ministers and Quangos who are hell bent on criminalising as many despised plebs as possible in order to savour the power that electoral success,copious lying and privilege brings.
In those days when handball was played at Lawlesses Cross,often uninterrupted by traffic for hours at end, such behaviour was safe and normal and I was glad of the bike which served me and them well.
The Gar went on to form the P.L.C.(People of Lawlesses Cross ) a revolutionary anarchist secret society whose two known acts of sabotage were :-
!.To spray the legend P.L.C.on a stolen car which was burnt out near the Cross.(neither stolen nor burnt out not by the PLC I might add ) and
2,To replace the first letter "R"of the road sign to Robinstown with a capital "N"
The membership fee for admission to the PLC was the price of a a pint of Guinness ,later replaced by a pint of Cider,
Towards the end Gar amalgamated his PLC with my political movement.I never got around to buying him the pint.
Gar was in the age bracket of my eldest kids and they palled around for a while.
At the time of their late teens a disco in the Darnley was all the go.Never having had the moolah to buy a half decent car I had a series of safe but elderly motor vehicles including a washed out St,John's ambulance which Georg in had converted from petrol to diesel,with the impediment that the gears didn't synchronise with the gear box in the proper ratio.
The outcome was that you would have to rev. the fuck out of it to attain 30mph.And the load bearing capacity was not the best up a steep incline.
I used drop my own kids over to the Darnley and the word spread and all their pals used pile in.Half way up the Hill of Ward the lads used jump out ,run beside the van to the top of the hill ,them jump in again.The same on the way home.
Romances developed from time to time and it soon became evident that the Gar and Susan Reilly had eyes only for each other.Which was fine in its own way until they used disappear after disembarking when we arrived back in Dunderry and a very worried Kathleen Reilly used appear at my door looking for her missing daughter .
Many's the night we spent searching round the Church,the GAA pitch and the school shelter looking for them .No luck .
I took to dropping him off at the Cross and bringing her to the village.Same result.He was the scourge of my life at times.I needn't have worried as himself and herself eventually moved in together and she gave birth to a smashing daughter and the apple of his eye Laura.
I since deduced that himself and Susie had a secret nest in Geraghty's hay shed,suitably equipped for comfortable courting away from prying ayes.Their lair was undiscovered for yonks
Towards the end of the eighties I bought an Opel car of some sort from Noellie Murtagh.It was the finest save the lights would not work as the makers intended.To switch on the headlights there was a crocodile clip attached to the battery which had to be manually connected to a wire which fed the power to the lights.This neccessitated lifting the bonnet and attaching the crocodile clip.
.Not the best yoke to use in a bank heist nor indeed in any circumstances where a quick getaway had to be done in the dark.
One evening I had to leave our Jacinta,Gar,Rooney Conaty,Laura O Brien,Tommy Coogan and Matthew Duffy into Navan to go to the pictures and pick them up.
I went to pick them up at the appointed time and parked as prearranged the Dunderry side of the Hospital.
No sign of them for a long time.I walked towards the town to see what the delay was all about.The first I met was Rooney with his head split open lying on the footpath .I got him up and told him to make for the car.The next I met was was our Cynti in full flight followed closely by Laura.Then Tommy Coogan with his head also split open.And finally Matthew.
Back to the car with me to be told that three Navan guys ,well older than themselves had picked a row with them outside the chipper and proceeded to beat the shit out of them.As I was lifting the bonnet of the car to attach the lights the three guys were advancing rapidly towards the kids to finish off the job.
I advanced to meet them head on,hoping to avoid a bloodbath.They were all big men in their mid twenties.No reasoning with them.I told them that if they passed me I would severely maim the biggest of them before the combined efforts of them all would stop me.As one guy was carrying a half block and another a two by two plank this was some claim by me and were they to look down they would have seen my legs shaking.I also threatened to call the Guards ,which they found hilarious.
I then turned to go back to the car fully expecting the block at the back of the head but to my utter amazement they ran off through the grounds of the hospital.
So off home with us with a shocked and battered crew.
We patched up the wounded and then remembered the Gar.
Calfer and me fein,with hurleys in tow, went back to collect him.Looked high up and low down.No sign and no sleep after for me.
Early next morning he appeared,having spent a very comfortable night,thank you very much ,holed up in the emergency Department of Navan hospital ,no worries.
Later again there came to live amongst us a man who had a fierce need for female company which was never to be filled .
Not for the want of trying however, as he made advances to all eligible and many ineligible females in the locality.
He got to be a bit over the top.
The Gar informed him that a certain female he desired would meet him sat Dunderry graveyard the following evening.As pre arranged the Gar dressed as a very presentable female,wig and all, with the willing help of the citizenry of Dunderry and perched on the wall at the appointed time.
Yer man was sure all his birthdays can me together and moved in for the kill at which stage the Gar roasted "Let him have it lads " and the concealed ,up to them ,kids showered him with eggs ,flour and milk from head to toe.
Cure delivered.
Yet later again I suffered a stroke in 2009 and was holed up in Navan hospital for a while.The Gar paid me a few visits which coincided with visits to his aunt who wasn't well either and died shortly afterwards.
I liked to be wheeled down the steep ramp from my Ward to the outside to enjoy the fresh air and asked the gar to do the honours.No bother to the Gar,he wheeled me down.and we had a great chat and he went under the tree fir a smoke for a while.
Back he came and had to wheel me back to base.
Now he wasn't the healthiest at that stage and fierce short of wind.So he huffed and puffed and got me there.
And boy was he knackered ?
And he lay down on my bed to recover.
,More luck to him.
Gar and the first love of his life Susan had unhappy differences and eventually parted but he found love again with Kerry Bellew and they had a lovely child called Holly and I am glad to say that my son Evan is her God Father, but for whatever reason that romance also fizzled out.,mores the pity.
It fell to Josie and his siblings to pick up the pieces as it were and Josie did all that was humanely possible and more ,to fill the gaping emptiness that filled his breast.
But Gar fell a victim to his excesses and was unable or unwilling ,who knows which ,to keep on track.
Never a man to blow his own trumpet Gar,his mother Josie and Oliver before them were quiet but serious supporters of the juvenile auction of Dunderry GAA Club in Geraghtys when I was involved with it and generously contributed to it when the need arose.
He was a generous guy and there wasn't a mean bone in his body.
He was also a talented carver of wood,which was his working medium,but never got the time to fully develop his full potential.
He was a dear Facebook friend of mine and we traded respectful insults all the time and he was without doubt quite erudite in his diction,never misusing the English language.
He likened me to Gerry Garcia,whoever he is but I am sure he is not a bad guy.
Garry was universally liked ,the gentlest of men , a divil for the beer and maybe too good for this world.
He is missed by his mother Josie,his dear siblings Linda,Sarah,Alan ,Jane and Rebecca,his daughters Laura and Hollya ,his granddaughter Layla and a circle of friends ,whose first reaction when they think of him is one of fondeness and a hearty chuckle.
Ar DHeis De go raibh a hanam dilis.
Wildgeese Dunderry Football team.Reserves A
Stephen Mitchell(Aus)
Ramon Mc Cabe (USA) Paul Fitzgerald (New Hampshire ) Noel Clarke(AUS)
Gary Coogan (USA) Pat Conway(USA) Noel Healy(USA)
Paddy Darcy (Captain ) (Dubai) Thomas Newman (Holland)
Father Lynskey (AFrica ) Mousey Gough (Sas) Jim Fitzgerald (Boston)
Dermot Stanley(Sas ) Eamonn Garry (USA) Kevin Stanley(Sas)
Manager .Dermot Stanley
Physio .Celine O Neill.(Can)
Team Sec.Brigid Wright.(Can)
Ramon Mc Cabe (USA) Paul Fitzgerald (New Hampshire ) Noel Clarke(AUS)
Gary Coogan (USA) Pat Conway(USA) Noel Healy(USA)
Paddy Darcy (Captain ) (Dubai) Thomas Newman (Holland)
Father Lynskey (AFrica ) Mousey Gough (Sas) Jim Fitzgerald (Boston)
Dermot Stanley(Sas ) Eamonn Garry (USA) Kevin Stanley(Sas)
Manager .Dermot Stanley
Physio .Celine O Neill.(Can)
Team Sec.Brigid Wright.(Can)
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
Dunderry Wild Geese Football Team.
Lat week we got it hard to field a third adult football team.
I wasn't long putting together the following team of Parish Exiles.
Gussie Daly(Sas )
Razor Fagan (Aus) Junior Cahill (Sweden) Kenny Fagan (Sas )
Gerry Murray (Aus ) Conor Moran (N.I.) Gerry Coogan (USA)
T.J.Garry (Aus) Brian Newman (USA)
Gordon Weldon (Aus ) Donie Mc Gourty (USA) Joseph Higgins (Aus)
Donal Daly (Sas ) Oliver Daly (Sas) John Kelliher (Sas)
Manager .DEs FAgan (Sas)
Physio .
Alan Garry (Aus)
Conor Moran doubles as team doctor.
Altogether now "We are the best little country in the world to do business with" and "austeriy really works."
A back up team will be published shortly.
I wasn't long putting together the following team of Parish Exiles.
Gussie Daly(Sas )
Razor Fagan (Aus) Junior Cahill (Sweden) Kenny Fagan (Sas )
Gerry Murray (Aus ) Conor Moran (N.I.) Gerry Coogan (USA)
T.J.Garry (Aus) Brian Newman (USA)
Gordon Weldon (Aus ) Donie Mc Gourty (USA) Joseph Higgins (Aus)
Donal Daly (Sas ) Oliver Daly (Sas) John Kelliher (Sas)
Manager .DEs FAgan (Sas)
Physio .
Alan Garry (Aus)
Conor Moran doubles as team doctor.
Altogether now "We are the best little country in the world to do business with" and "austeriy really works."
A back up team will be published shortly.
Sunday, February 8, 2015
B League Football Rathkenny beat Dunderry 8/2/2015
On a freezing foggy evening Rathkenny just about beat us in the field ,by two points I think.
Report when I thaw out.
Report when I thaw out.
The fox is out every night.
Even the animals know that this talk of an economic recovery in rural Ireland is pure bullshit.Well the Dunderry Fox knows anyhow.
He feels free to patrol the village every night shortly after midnight inspecting each building in the village ,safe in the knowledge that he will not be disturbed in his routine.
Over the Christmas he relieved us of our chickens and I hear that he and his buddies also raided the Yellow Walls and committed similar larcenies there,
He checks out my gaff regularly to suss out if we have got replacements ,mosies over to Horans,then Geraghty's and thence by the back of the Church over to Flanagan's Shop ,which he susses out back and front before heading for Dowds .
I am not kidding.
He feels free to patrol the village every night shortly after midnight inspecting each building in the village ,safe in the knowledge that he will not be disturbed in his routine.
Over the Christmas he relieved us of our chickens and I hear that he and his buddies also raided the Yellow Walls and committed similar larcenies there,
He checks out my gaff regularly to suss out if we have got replacements ,mosies over to Horans,then Geraghty's and thence by the back of the Church over to Flanagan's Shop ,which he susses out back and front before heading for Dowds .
I am not kidding.
Dogs killed sheep in Dunderry
The night of 6th February 2015 was a distressing one for the farmers and sheep of Duder.Two dogs ,I believe Alsatians ,went on the rampage ,maiming and killing a number of sheep and lambs in the area.Two farmers we know had sheep and lambs killed and we hope it is limited to this.
Any farmer who hasn#t checked his stock since Saturday should do so pronto to see if they too had visitors.
I understand that one and possibly two of the dogs have been put down.
This is a recurrent problem in this area and dog owners should have their animals restrained and not let them roam free to inflict such brutality on livestock.
From past and personal experience I know only too well the carnage and misery such events cause animals and owners of the killed and maimed stock.
Any farmer who hasn#t checked his stock since Saturday should do so pronto to see if they too had visitors.
I understand that one and possibly two of the dogs have been put down.
This is a recurrent problem in this area and dog owners should have their animals restrained and not let them roam free to inflict such brutality on livestock.
From past and personal experience I know only too well the carnage and misery such events cause animals and owners of the killed and maimed stock.
Thursday, February 5, 2015
Stephen Fry a greyhound
Instead of going on his knees and thanking the Lord for the riches of the many bounties bestowed on him this arrogant and insulting person has branded Him evil on national television.
The Lord had his type set when the first Commandment was burned into the rock i.e."You shall not have strange Gods before me ."
Stephen is obviously too clever for God and sets himself up a superior even to Him.
There is an old rhyme
"God mad man and man made money,
God made the bees and the bees made honey,
God made the hare to hide in the grass
And the Divil made the greyhound to bite him in the arse."
Yep there's Fry for ya,could have been written with him in mind.
The Lord had his type set when the first Commandment was burned into the rock i.e."You shall not have strange Gods before me ."
Stephen is obviously too clever for God and sets himself up a superior even to Him.
There is an old rhyme
"God mad man and man made money,
God made the bees and the bees made honey,
God made the hare to hide in the grass
And the Divil made the greyhound to bite him in the arse."
Yep there's Fry for ya,could have been written with him in mind.
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
A League Div/3 Dunderry 0-8.Bective 0-6
Played on a Sunday morning in Dunderry on a clean and crisp day the pitch held up well.
I am not impressed that we are in Division 3 and hope we get back up as soon as possible.Really you would want to be competing week in week out against more elevated opposition.
Now I am not saying that Bective are no good.They have oodles of promise and we made hard work of beating them and with a bit of luck they could have won the laurels.
They were two points ahead at half time 0-4 to our 0-2 and we stared defeat in the face.
A fierce bad scoring return but it was the first match of the year and there were cobwebs aplenty evident on both sides.
All the lads who started played Inter.Championship last year and I don't go with the talk that we were short some of our squad.
Its all about availability and all serious players must if possible be available for all occasions when the team fields or trains,unless excused for pressing reasons.
Team.
Jennings
A.Newman Slattery Davy Mc Cormack
A Waters E.Stephens C.O.Shea
Liam Dempsey Seamus Harte
S.Carty Swiss Clarke M. Kane
M.Garry A.Coogan S.Coogan.
Subs used.Tom and Bob Doherty,Paddy Kenneally,Jordan Martyn,Stefan Clarke.
Stephen O Rourke remains in charge for this year at least.He is the latest club man to try and get back Senior after a decade when yours truly was in charge of the last Senior footballs team to field in DunderryAll four semi finalists came from our Group,so we weren't that bad at all.
He played on that team as did Barry Callaghan who was at the helm a few years since and we haven't made the jump up despite some near misses.Tommy Dowd too tried too but no luck.As indeed as Con O Neill,who has taken over the B.League Team (see later )
We pray that this will be the year.
As a matter of interest.Jennings,Slattery,Mc Cormack,Stephens,Harte,Clarke,Garry and both Dohertys played in the 2005 team that went down ,as did O Rourke,Callaghan,and Kevin Dowd who guided the Hurlers back to senior last year.
And they are still vital men one and all.
If anything Bective were well the better team in the first half and well deserved their 2 point lead at half time.Only our dogged defence kept the score to manageable proportions.
Our cause wasn't helped by the awarding of a black card to Slatts ,for what I didn't see and he was playing well.
O Shea went full back and various positional changes were made as Bob was slotted into corner forward where he played well scoring two points I think.
We took over in the second half but made hard work of scoring,until Kenneally was sprung from the bench.I understand he fielded with the Meath under 21 team on the Saturday and played well,as he certainly did with us and did enough to forge us ahead and to victory.
We made hard work of it but a win is a win and I hope that it is the start of a long winning sequence.
We need it.
As a footnote Billy Bligh was voted out as manager of the second football team to be replaced by Con O Neill.
This is a milestone in Dunderry as I believe that Billy has been involved at some level in football management for over forty years and was .if I am not mistaken, involved in all the major titles garnered at Minor,Intermediate and Senior level.
He actually is irrreplacable and no amount of praise is too much for his devotion to the cause.
Con steps into huge shoes and we wish him and his selectors the very best.
I am not impressed that we are in Division 3 and hope we get back up as soon as possible.Really you would want to be competing week in week out against more elevated opposition.
Now I am not saying that Bective are no good.They have oodles of promise and we made hard work of beating them and with a bit of luck they could have won the laurels.
They were two points ahead at half time 0-4 to our 0-2 and we stared defeat in the face.
A fierce bad scoring return but it was the first match of the year and there were cobwebs aplenty evident on both sides.
All the lads who started played Inter.Championship last year and I don't go with the talk that we were short some of our squad.
Its all about availability and all serious players must if possible be available for all occasions when the team fields or trains,unless excused for pressing reasons.
Team.
Jennings
A.Newman Slattery Davy Mc Cormack
A Waters E.Stephens C.O.Shea
Liam Dempsey Seamus Harte
S.Carty Swiss Clarke M. Kane
M.Garry A.Coogan S.Coogan.
Subs used.Tom and Bob Doherty,Paddy Kenneally,Jordan Martyn,Stefan Clarke.
Stephen O Rourke remains in charge for this year at least.He is the latest club man to try and get back Senior after a decade when yours truly was in charge of the last Senior footballs team to field in DunderryAll four semi finalists came from our Group,so we weren't that bad at all.
He played on that team as did Barry Callaghan who was at the helm a few years since and we haven't made the jump up despite some near misses.Tommy Dowd too tried too but no luck.As indeed as Con O Neill,who has taken over the B.League Team (see later )
We pray that this will be the year.
As a matter of interest.Jennings,Slattery,Mc Cormack,Stephens,Harte,Clarke,Garry and both Dohertys played in the 2005 team that went down ,as did O Rourke,Callaghan,and Kevin Dowd who guided the Hurlers back to senior last year.
And they are still vital men one and all.
If anything Bective were well the better team in the first half and well deserved their 2 point lead at half time.Only our dogged defence kept the score to manageable proportions.
Our cause wasn't helped by the awarding of a black card to Slatts ,for what I didn't see and he was playing well.
O Shea went full back and various positional changes were made as Bob was slotted into corner forward where he played well scoring two points I think.
We took over in the second half but made hard work of scoring,until Kenneally was sprung from the bench.I understand he fielded with the Meath under 21 team on the Saturday and played well,as he certainly did with us and did enough to forge us ahead and to victory.
We made hard work of it but a win is a win and I hope that it is the start of a long winning sequence.
We need it.
As a footnote Billy Bligh was voted out as manager of the second football team to be replaced by Con O Neill.
This is a milestone in Dunderry as I believe that Billy has been involved at some level in football management for over forty years and was .if I am not mistaken, involved in all the major titles garnered at Minor,Intermediate and Senior level.
He actually is irrreplacable and no amount of praise is too much for his devotion to the cause.
Con steps into huge shoes and we wish him and his selectors the very best.
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