NEW GAME--" WHAT'S IN A NAME"
I was going to use this in another quiz--till I realised it fitted in this quiz
When it came to a superstar
Jenny was a braggart
Spread it all around to everyone in town
That she once had Mick Jagger
(Oh-h-h-h-h-h-h)
There's no doubt when the truth comes out
True love will over conquer
She didn't get Mick but she got a kick
And a black eye from Bianca
When it came to a superstar
Jenny was a braggart
Spread it all around to everyone in town
That she once had Mick Jagger
(Oh-h-h-h-h-h-h)
There's no doubt when the truth comes out
True love will over conquer
She didn't get Mick but she got a kick
And a black eye from Bianca
Mariana
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Hi Marian,
The statue of Molly Malone is a representation of her
wheeling 'her wheelbarrow through streets broad and
narrow'. I believe it is on O'Connell Street, Dublin's main
thoroughfare. Dublin, dubh(black) and linn(pool) from the
Gaelic, ergo Blackpool. Both coastal towns.
My malodorous nosegay: 'Who do you think you are kidding
Mr Hitler?'
The statue of Molly Malone is a representation of her
wheeling 'her wheelbarrow through streets broad and
narrow'. I believe it is on O'Connell Street, Dublin's main
thoroughfare. Dublin, dubh(black) and linn(pool) from the
Gaelic, ergo Blackpool. Both coastal towns.
My malodorous nosegay: 'Who do you think you are kidding
Mr Hitler?'
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Hi Marian,
May I add some more useless info. to my last posting
re. Molly Malone? Dubliners give all of their sculptures and
statues a colloquial name: Molly's is, The Tart with the Cart.
There is a fountain with a nymph in it called, The Floozie
in the Jacuzzi; there is a pointed structure called, The Spire
in the Mire, and a Dockland sculpture called,
The Dope with the Rope.
Lastly, there is an imposing statue of the writer, James Joyce,
complete with cane which they have dubbed,
The ..... with the Stick. God bless the Irish sense of humour.
Keith
May I add some more useless info. to my last posting
re. Molly Malone? Dubliners give all of their sculptures and
statues a colloquial name: Molly's is, The Tart with the Cart.
There is a fountain with a nymph in it called, The Floozie
in the Jacuzzi; there is a pointed structure called, The Spire
in the Mire, and a Dockland sculpture called,
The Dope with the Rope.
Lastly, there is an imposing statue of the writer, James Joyce,
complete with cane which they have dubbed,
The ..... with the Stick. God bless the Irish sense of humour.
Keith
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Paddy Reilly, from the song Come Back, Paddy Reilly,
written by the great troubadour of Irish melodies, Percy French.
He wrote The Mountains of Mourne and a number of other
timeless songs. Channel Four did a commemorative
tribute to him, I think in the Eighties, and they actually
interviewed Paddy Reilly who lived in Ballyjamesduff,
in Roscommon, Percy French's home county:
'The garden of Eden has vanished they say,
But I know the lie of it still.
Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea,
And stop when halfway to Coote Hill.
'Tis there I will find it, I know sure enough,
When fortune has come to my call.
Oh. the grass it is green around Ballyjamesduff,
And a blue sky is over it all.
And tones that are tender and tones that are gruff,
Come whispering over the sea.
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff,
Come home, Paddy Reilly to me"'
Keith
P.S. Thanks fellow Forum members for indulging
my affection for the old sod (country).
written by the great troubadour of Irish melodies, Percy French.
He wrote The Mountains of Mourne and a number of other
timeless songs. Channel Four did a commemorative
tribute to him, I think in the Eighties, and they actually
interviewed Paddy Reilly who lived in Ballyjamesduff,
in Roscommon, Percy French's home county:
'The garden of Eden has vanished they say,
But I know the lie of it still.
Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea,
And stop when halfway to Coote Hill.
'Tis there I will find it, I know sure enough,
When fortune has come to my call.
Oh. the grass it is green around Ballyjamesduff,
And a blue sky is over it all.
And tones that are tender and tones that are gruff,
Come whispering over the sea.
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff,
Come home, Paddy Reilly to me"'
Keith
P.S. Thanks fellow Forum members for indulging
my affection for the old sod (country).