i've been hearing on the radio this past week about this guinness-sponsored irish festival that's taking place this coming weekend on a plot of land next to some hotel.
where some wee island "celebrities" will grace the event, apart from the promised pseudo-irish activities. like the-fastest-guinness-quaffer compo. or summat. to be honest, i didn't pay much attention to the advert as the background pseudo-fiddly irish tune muffled much of what was being said.
apart from it sounding akin to a cat's caterwauling. i meant the background pseudo-fiddly irish tune.
what got me cringeing wasn't over the expected rise in wee islanders wanting to be irish for the day. but one of the deejays on said radio station telling his co-host and call-in listeners how to say "irish" the irish way.
i mean, it took me gallon's of the black stuff consumed over the past moon's to get my lilt. which mostly ended up something else towards the end of a sentence. yet this native had the gall to teach the entire islet how to speak like an irishman with just one word?
i was wanting to give that deejay twit grief by asking which particular regional accent he tried to emulate. by pretending to be an [pseudo] ulster[wo]man but surely i had better things to do, innit?
as enscribed by the letter b @ March 21, 2005 05:18 PM