Left: Des Bishop learning Irish in a field, looking broody before he’s funny and then turns into a large yellow arrow.
I went from here to here in one jump and thanks to JL Pagano, I was time travelling. Back in time, back to a time when Sharon Ní Bheoláin was just a woman on television, not a post-consumerist sexual cypher for Heineken drinking, Brazilian-travelling twentysomething Celtic cubs. What other great things did the link to the Turas Teanga website tell us apart from RTE’s attempt to piggyback on Des’s series by clearing a space in some Montrose office?
Why, the site tells us that Sharon graduated from Trinity College, Dublin with an honours degree in early and modern Irish. Grand stuff. Also that Sharon is passionate (I always had hoped so) and actively involved in animal welfare. Turas Teanga was RTE’s mid-1990s attempt to help people overcome a complex with Peig and employing a cailin deas seemed like a good idea at the time. It was Sharon’s big break and ensured that the workplace secret Santa for the next four Christmases was fairly predictable, DVD-wise.
Sometimes I log on here, have a really good read and feel that, with my comments, I truly contribute. Other times I don’t know what the fuck you’re on about. And today is one of those days. Sorry x
You have truly contributed.
Corr really? Thanks! (And yes, I know you’re just being kind, but I appreciate the gesture). x