..Did you hear that Damien went on holiday with Steve and TJ?
..Orla, where is the printer?
..How was the holiday?
..Did you see the match last night?
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Songs to keep and learn - No.3
So..this weeks song is a nice little ditty that is well catchy. Not much explaining either its just about the boss and Spanish contingent.
Sing to yer hearts content to the tune of "La Bamba"
Ra-fa Benitez
Ra-fa Benitez
Ra-ra-ra-rafa benitez
Ra-ra-ra-rafa benitez
Xabi Alonoso, Garcia and Reina
Ra-fa Benitez
On another football related topic, the much anticipated annoucement of the "100 Players Who Shook The Kop" number 1 was announced with King Kenny pipping Stevie G for the title. It is overall a good idea.
Now..who thinks Ireland have a hope tonight?
Sing to yer hearts content to the tune of "La Bamba"
Ra-fa Benitez
Ra-fa Benitez
Ra-ra-ra-rafa benitez
Ra-ra-ra-rafa benitez
Xabi Alonoso, Garcia and Reina
Ra-fa Benitez
On another football related topic, the much anticipated annoucement of the "100 Players Who Shook The Kop" number 1 was announced with King Kenny pipping Stevie G for the title. It is overall a good idea.
Now..who thinks Ireland have a hope tonight?
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Favourite toilets
I thought that my initial post about public toilets would create a fervor of the sort never seen before in Ireland. I thought that I would be inundated with pictures and descriptions of toilets that hopefully I would never have to use. Unfortunately, this never happened. But still, never one to put a dampener on things, I thought this this idea would warrant its on blog. So, low and behold, here is "Rate This Toilet".
If you have a look you can see the grading scheme's for toilets. Please do send on your pictures and comments on toilets you have encountered and the ultimate aim is to get so big and widespread that it may shame these people into doing something about their jack's.
Go and have a look....
If you have a look you can see the grading scheme's for toilets. Please do send on your pictures and comments on toilets you have encountered and the ultimate aim is to get so big and widespread that it may shame these people into doing something about their jack's.
Go and have a look....
Monday, October 02, 2006
For one week only...extra song !
I had a special request (honestly, this was not from Gerry) for a song to be added to the "Songs to keep and learn" collection and following a high profile meeting with all leading members of this blog, it was decided that the proposal was viable. Even though the collection is for Liverpool songs only we felt that this one deserved to be published on account of its significance. So here goes...
For any of ye who know Cork City, ye will no doubt be aware of Fairhill (or Fairyhill as some residents have come to call it). One of those residents is Orla "Id snog anyone for a bet" Barrett. This lovely girl (careful Ted) entertained the troops in Little Island for some time before moving to pastures new. While shes a bit odd (isnt she TJ?) shes a fine catch and congrats on her impending wedding. So, here is a song for Orla.
The Boys of Fairhill
The smell on Patrick's Bridge is wick- ed.
How does Fa - ther Mat - thew stick it?
Here's up them all says the boys of Fair - hill.
Come boys, spend a day with our Harrier Club so gay:
The cry of the hounds it will make your heart thrill.
And, when you hear Conan Doyle say:
"The Amoured Car has won today,"
Here's up 'em all say the boys of Fair Hill.
First you go to Fahy's well for a drink of pure clean water,
The finest spot on earth sure the angels do say,
Where thousands came across the foam,
just to view the Blarney Stone.
Which can be seen from the groves of Fair Hill.
First you go to Quinlan's pub - that is where you join our club,
Where around us in gallons the porter does flow,
First they tap a half-a-tierce and drink a health to
Dashwood's race;
That's the stuff to give 'em say the boys of Fair Hill.
Come boys and spend a day with our Hurling Club so gay
The clash of the ash it will make your heart thrill;
The Rockies thought that they were stars, till they meet the Saint Finbarr's,
Here's up 'em all say the boys of Fair Hill.
Single line verses:
If you want to join our Club just go down to......... pub.
Paddy Barry hooked the ball - we hooked Paddy, ball and all.
Cathy Barry sells drisheens, pints of Murphy and pigs crubeens.
Cathy Barry sells drisheens, fairly bursting at the seams.
Shandon Steeple stands up straight and the River Lee flows underneath
The Blarney hens don't lay at all and when they lays they lays 'em small.
The smell from the river is something wicked, how do FatherMatthew stick it?
The Blackpool girls are very small up against the sunbeam wall.
The Montenotte girls are very rude; they go swimming in the nude.
In Blackrock there is no law - the next Lord Mayor is Andy Gaw.
Christy Ring he pucks the ball - we puck Christy, ball and all.
For any of ye who know Cork City, ye will no doubt be aware of Fairhill (or Fairyhill as some residents have come to call it). One of those residents is Orla "Id snog anyone for a bet" Barrett. This lovely girl (careful Ted) entertained the troops in Little Island for some time before moving to pastures new. While shes a bit odd (isnt she TJ?) shes a fine catch and congrats on her impending wedding. So, here is a song for Orla.
The Boys of Fairhill
The smell on Patrick's Bridge is wick- ed.
How does Fa - ther Mat - thew stick it?
Here's up them all says the boys of Fair - hill.
Come boys, spend a day with our Harrier Club so gay:
The cry of the hounds it will make your heart thrill.
And, when you hear Conan Doyle say:
"The Amoured Car has won today,"
Here's up 'em all say the boys of Fair Hill.
First you go to Fahy's well for a drink of pure clean water,
The finest spot on earth sure the angels do say,
Where thousands came across the foam,
just to view the Blarney Stone.
Which can be seen from the groves of Fair Hill.
First you go to Quinlan's pub - that is where you join our club,
Where around us in gallons the porter does flow,
First they tap a half-a-tierce and drink a health to
Dashwood's race;
That's the stuff to give 'em say the boys of Fair Hill.
Come boys and spend a day with our Hurling Club so gay
The clash of the ash it will make your heart thrill;
The Rockies thought that they were stars, till they meet the Saint Finbarr's,
Here's up 'em all say the boys of Fair Hill.
Single line verses:
If you want to join our Club just go down to......... pub.
Paddy Barry hooked the ball - we hooked Paddy, ball and all.
Cathy Barry sells drisheens, pints of Murphy and pigs crubeens.
Cathy Barry sells drisheens, fairly bursting at the seams.
Shandon Steeple stands up straight and the River Lee flows underneath
The Blarney hens don't lay at all and when they lays they lays 'em small.
The smell from the river is something wicked, how do FatherMatthew stick it?
The Blackpool girls are very small up against the sunbeam wall.
The Montenotte girls are very rude; they go swimming in the nude.
In Blackrock there is no law - the next Lord Mayor is Andy Gaw.
Christy Ring he pucks the ball - we puck Christy, ball and all.
Songs to keep and learn - No.2
Following on from its successful debut (I am comparing this to the Brian Kennedy show on RTE1 which shows anything is successful compared to that drivel) here is part 2 of the "Songs to learn and keep" collection.
This weeks song is a common one around Anfield for the last few years and features a hero of the past and the current cult hero. Its based on the Irish song "Fields of Athenry".
Fields of Anfield Road
Low, lie, the fields of Anfield Road,
Where once we watched King Kenny play - and could he play !
Ste Gerrard was on the wing,
We had dreams and songs to sing,
Its so lovely, round the fields of Anfield Road.
This weeks song is a common one around Anfield for the last few years and features a hero of the past and the current cult hero. Its based on the Irish song "Fields of Athenry".
Fields of Anfield Road
Low, lie, the fields of Anfield Road,
Where once we watched King Kenny play - and could he play !
Ste Gerrard was on the wing,
We had dreams and songs to sing,
Its so lovely, round the fields of Anfield Road.
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