2008-08-13
Marguerite Bradshaw with her Leaving Cert. results firmly in hand, with her mum Mairead and sisters Máire and Catherine
Karen Ryan, Aisling Stapleton, Sharon Madden and Ciara Lyons with every reason to smile on the day of their results
Summer Sports Camp in The Park
Nicole Walsh keeping an eye on the younger folk at the Summer Camp
Silver Wedding Celebrations
Phil Mason signing on the dotted line 25 years ago
Cakes – now and then!
25 years on!
Tom and Phil Mason on the occasion of their 25th Wedding Anniversary
Just for a laugh
If the plural of man is always called men, why shouldn’t the plural of pan be called pen? If I speak of my foot and show you my feet, and I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet? If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth, why shouldn’t the plural of booth be called beeth?
Then one may be that, and three would be those, yet hat in the plural would never be hose, and the plural of cat is cats, not cose. We speak of a brother and also of brethren, but though we say mother, we never say methren. Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him, but imagine the feminine: she, shis and shim!
Let’s face it – English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren’t invented in England. We take English for granted, but if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square, and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
And why is it that writers write but fingers don’t fing, grocers don’t groce and hammers don’t ham? Doesn’t it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?
If teachers taught, why didn’t preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? Sometimes I think all the folks who grew up speaking English should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane.
In what other language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? We ship by truck but send cargo by ship. We have noses that run and feet that smell. We park in a driveway and drive in a parkway. And how can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out, and in which an alarm goes off by going on.
And in closing, if Father is Pop, how come Mother’s not Mop?!
It’s my birthday! No, it’s my birthday!
These two lovely ladies from Borrisoleigh, Sharon Madden and Marguerite Bradshaw, celebrated their 18th birthdays during the past week. Instead of one celebration the ladies spent much of the bank holiday weekend celebrating, the effects of which are evident in the photo below. Happy Birthday ladies!
Here come the girls!
Borrisoleigh Camogie Club
Their second match of the Championship against Thurles was played yesterday (August 12th) in St. Patrick’s College. Thurles were the stronger team on this occasion and emerged the winners.
The next match is against Drom. Date and venue to be announced.
12/08/08
Numbers: 02, 05, 12, 23
No Jackpot Winner
6 match 3 winners @ €25 each
Siobhan Stapleton, Pallas
Steven Cummins, c/o Mary Cummins
Jack Ryan, Roscrea
Mary Fitzpatrick, Ballinaclogh
Lina Murphy, Roscrea
Liz Carney, Roscrea
Next Weeks Lotto Jackpot
€5, 400
Pic of the past…down memory lane
Jimmy and Susan Chadwick with Anna and Connie Ryan, Coohaun
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