We Irish have given the world some fantastic things: our people, our music and arts. We have also exported a lot of rubbish: boy bands, Terry Wogan, and really terrible Oirish bars that serve overpriced stout, poured in 4 seconds into a plastic cup - just like you get at any gig at Slane. I left a doom ridden UCD in the 90s. These are my occasional musings of a cantankerous Irishman facing into middle-age, with a very mixed love / hate relationship with my homeland. Go n-éirí an bóthar leat
Wednesday, 25 April 2012
Murphy and the Bricks
On a slightly lighter note than some of my recent missives, this song is a great favourite of mine and a wonderful example of just how the Irish manage to find humour in even the darkest of situations.
Labels:
construction,
emigration,
Humour,
Irish
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