Marty

My dad was 100% Irish as well. He had a problem with drink, which caused more than just a few problems. I can forgive him now, because I now know that alcoholism is an illness... Personally I hardly ever drink alcohol. I think the last drink I had was over the Christmas period.

And the snow was obviously feeling left out. A small amount is falling now. And now, just as it's getting dark, there's an electrical storm.. Donner und blitzen.... (that only means Thunder and lightning - for anyone who doesn't understand German) ⚡

Jayzus.... I read that as "Getting an Evening with Marty" at first.

That gonna be the title of you next best-selling novel, young Albert?

Google tells me that is Greek for "Spell For Sexy" .....

And the snow was obviously feeling left out. A small amount is falling now. I took this photo about 5 minutes ago....

Hey, Page Howya, Wade!

Thanks, Albert. Nicest thing anyone's said to me in quite a while. Well, for the past five minutes, anyway...

Afternoon, Kitt! Who are you kidding Marty? You know dang well you would have clicked the spoiler tag! Shhh!!!! But young enough to do it anyway? Maybe.... But methinks young Albert may be getting to that stage of life where it will start to take him all night to do what he likes to do all night... Just saying....

Night, B. Sweet dreams. Same to you, Gary!

And even more sad is the fact that the export of children was sometimes done with the collusion of the Irish State and the Catholic Church... They were basically sold to the highest bidder. And even after the State gained its independence! Continuing at least until well into the 1970's. If it were to happen today it would be called people trafficking. But in those days it was just a case of keeping the undesirables out of sight of the "good people" of Catholic Ireland. Documentary-unearths-further-horrific-abuse-of-adoptees-from-catholic-nuns-homes 'Sold to the highest bidder' - how Ireland's institutions allowed Americans to adopt Irish children in the 1950s But some of the children didn't even survive long enough to even be sold to the highest bidder... 😢

Yes. Sadly, for much of the past few hundreds of years, Ireland's greatest export has been its children...

All good here, thanks. Agus tú fhéin? (And yourself?)

You sure you're not mixing the word 'universe' up with loonyverse?

The words of the song "Let's Call The Whole Thing Off" are going round in my head now.... (Potayto, potarto, tomayto, tomarto...)

Hey, Xander!

The way Page wrote that comment made me think that the pickle chips were being treated as more than just an appetizer...

G'morning, dugh Wake up and smell the coffee. ☕

Took me a while to work out what you were talking about there... at first I was wondering if the nuts you were referencing might be the one(s) living in the White House... I wasn't doubting their potential tastiness. I was doubting their nutritional value. 😛 Tsk, Bucket!! Naughty, naughty!! You should never ask a lady her age... March looks as though it's going to give us all four seasons weather today here in the West of Ireland, clo... So far we've had brilliant sunshine, complete cloudy conditions, dry, rain, driving hailstones, calm periods, strong winds (on the sort where you need heavy stones in your pockets to stop you being blown away). About the only thing missing seems to be snow - but there's time enough for that, it's only just past 12 noon...

Why is it that everyone seems to think we all live in the same time zone...?

Aragh, no problem, Page, I was only yanking your chain. Well, I hope it was only your chain I was yanking...

Around 1:30am local time. Goodnight, peeps.