"STOP!" Screeches I.
"Screeeech" went the brakes.
"Wha'?" sez Himself. "
Now this is a conversation that takes place regularly between Himself and Meself when we are driving along in the car. (COMMUNICATION is the key to a good relationship I always say)
"I have GOT to get a pic of that doty gingerbread cottage for my bloggin' buddies"
So, out I hopped and took it. Very nice too - but could I leave it at one?
No, of course not.
"I'll get a close up " says I...oblivious of the very curious looking sheepdog that can be seen near the gateposts in above pic. See him?
So I got a bit closer and.....and the shaggin' dog had HIS say...
"WOOF OFF!" says he in Dogaleese (which I understood perfectly... and did)
Here is a close up of of the ugly mutt.
"You mangy hound you - I was only trying to promote Ireland to the tourists abroad...bad cess to ye' anyway" (No, I did not get near to take it - I blew him up in the safety of Photoshop. Grrrrrhhhh!)
Paul had a little bit of a smirk on his face when I got back in..."I thought you considered yourself to be a bit of a dog whisperer?" sez he - all smuglike.
"I am" sez I...."But sure - that fecker was deaf!"
Let the women have the last word...that is the secret of a good relationship.
Fenagh in Lovely Leitrim
Fenagh, in County Leitrim it was. We were on our way back from Carrick-on Shannon after collecting the old cooker I showed ye' in last post.
Here are more beauties from the same area...
Below: an old church and graveyard. Still in use.
And right next to that was this old ruin of a church and graveyard. No longer in use.
Leitrim is known here as Lovely Leitrim. You can see why. My brother-in -law, - Angie's hubby, Ed, always says "I bought a house in God's Pocket" (see The Old Schoolhouse in my sidebar)... and so he did and so did we.
Below is the ruined church right next to the last one. Church and cemetary not longer in use.
Quinn's Bar with its lovely hand painted sign. Very much in use.
I love the Irish signposts. Across from Quinn's is this one that shows how we were on our way back from Carrick-0n-Shannon and going back to Ballinamore.
Main Street, Fenagh
...not a lot going on. A lovely sleepy Irish village on a quiet weekday. The Abbey Bar must have been a post office at some time as it has both an old phonebox and postbox outside it.
Below: The old,concrete, traditional, Irish phonebox. Not many of these left so I had to record it (this one no longe in use)
So pretty...wouldn't you love to call your beloved in this and whisper sweet nothings in his ear? (Given that he was not hard of hearing like the dog)
...and if you preferred to write a love letter to him.... you would post it here.... P & T in the Gaelic script stands for "Posts and Telegraphs"
Ahhhh ....Telegraphs..how lovely.... All gone now. Telegraphs no longer in use.
Er...eh...don't know if I should mention this...but look at the shadow at bottom left....yeah, that's me.... havin' a bad hair day. ....The Bart Simpson look) Not easy to achieve you know!
You need the wind to be blowin' north easterly-ish and the sun to be just a shade west of 45 degrees. If you can arrange that - then be jealous no more...you too can have hair like me and Bart)
Just as we were about to leave Fenagh I spotted a treasure that had to be photo'd.
(So we had the "Stop...Screech" etc conversation again)
The original village pump. No longer in use but looking so sweet in a summer flower bed.
...and the inevitable close up...
So that was Fenagh, County Leitrim as I found it...two churches, two pubs, one house (huh? Does not compute!)
Gotta love Ireland!
That was so funny, especially the feckin deaf dog! My mam is hooked on your blog also now, (she's a reader not a blogger) herself is married to an Irish man.
XXX
Posted by: Tracey | September 14, 2009 at 04:55 PM
You are good Pam! What a lovely entertaining tour.
Oh and Alexander's hair is very much like sheeps wool - whether you could knit it though?! That is another question - if ever I cut it off I'll send it right on over to you :-D
Posted by: Lorraine | September 15, 2009 at 03:21 AM
Oh, I love that cottage! You had me dreamin' again about one of
my own. Your pictures make me want to hope on a plane and head on over there again... Oh how I love Ireland :)
hugs~kimme
Posted by: kimme | September 15, 2009 at 09:56 AM
Oh your posts do make me giggle, thet are truely uplifting and I always go aay happier than when I came, thank you hun thats a rare gift
Btw I have a giveaway on my blog if you would like to join in
Much love to you and yours xxx
Posted by: lajoni | September 15, 2009 at 01:21 PM
What wonderful pictures...really gives me a feel for the country! As for whispering to that mangy dog? I'm glad you didn't bother trying...he looks like he's not listening!
Posted by: Betty | September 16, 2009 at 06:31 AM
Oh I so much love to tour Ireland with you & Paul! And even ol' mangy-deaf-fecken-dogs!
Your photos are really great - are you studying photography? Really, these are lovely. Thanks again, and I must say, you're got the best Irish wit around :-)
Oh, and I love that there's a Main Street that you photographed again!
PS - love the hair....
Posted by: Colleen | September 16, 2009 at 09:03 PM
Hmm looks familiar and lovely, we visited Fenagh and bought Twiglet an icecream!!
That fecker of a dog , ooo you are funny!
Twiggy x
Posted by: Twiggy | September 17, 2009 at 10:55 AM
Thanks for the chance to see where my great great grandad-Thomas McGrail, was born in 1835. It looks exceedingly beautiful!
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