Further reflections on the funeral

[Padraig]

They never learn, mangerton ...



Indeed, a florin (2-bob bit) was more the size of a current £2 coin and probably worth about the same when I was buying my penny dainties.

I remember raiding my dad's garage looking for soda-syphon bottles ... from memory, you received a florin or thereabouts for returning one to your local Italian cafe (ice-cream parlour to non-Scots).

That's when I first appreciated the distinct advantages of capitalism over socialism.

In my reference to 'English' money, scotty, I was of course making the simple distinction between Irish and English - from here, what other distinction need be made? .
But, to be serious for a moment, I would have thought that lucre of any description would have its attractions for a self confessed capitalist like yourself, whilst I, in my naive study of the subject - I was just looking at the pictures for goodness sake - don't think it was necessary for a two-pronged Scottish onslaught complete with angry snorts and red-faced grimaces. BUT you're right about the size of the florin and the £2 coin. Funny how many of us seem to remember the pleasure of getting slipped a half crown by a favourite uncle. Now that I am sometimes that uncle it costs me 16 of those wonderful fat old coins to match up. I hope the recipients feel as rich as I used to.

[scottycelt]

In my reference to 'English' money, scotty, I was of course making the simple distinction between Irish and English - from here, what other distinction need be made? .
But, to be serious for a moment, I would have thought that lucre of any description would have its attractions for a self confessed capitalist like yourself, whilst I, in my naive study of the subject - I was just looking at the pictures for goodness sake - don't think it was necessary for a two-pronged Scottish onslaught complete with angry snorts and red-faced grimaces. BUT you're right about the size of the florin and the £2 coin. Funny how many of us seem to remember the pleasure of getting slipped a half crown by a favourite uncle. Now that I am sometimes that uncle it costs me 16 of those wonderful fat old coins to match up. I hope the recipients feel as rich as I used to.

Unfortunately, I didn't have any favourite uncles like that, Padraig ... some of us had to fend for ourselves!

[Padraig]

Unfortunately, I didn't have any favourite uncles like that, Padraig ... some of us had to fend for ourselves!

Och! Ye puir wee laddie!

[amateur51]

Och! Ye puir wee laddie!

Och will ye stop yer tickling, Jock?

[Richard Barrett]

Nicht war?

What language is that?

Och will ye stop yer tickling, Jock?

Get a room, you two.

[Padraig]

Ratz! Cannot find the Pookah in the pocket with baccy, which is so funny. Only got this: The Pooka MacPhellimey, a member of the devil class, sat in his hut in the middle of a firwood meditating on the nature of the numerals and segregating in his mind the odd ones from the even. He was seated at his diptych or ancient two- leaved hinged writing-table with inner sides waxed. His rough long-nailed fingers toyed with a snuff-box of perfect rotundity and through a gap in his teeth he whistled a civil cavatina.
Honestly, all I can say before I go offline, Flann O'Brien, whether A Swim Two Birds or The Third Policeman, is a riotous laugh. And, it's a crying shame so he is not known better.

For When You Come Back Anna: a couple more characters for your novel, a theatrical setting, a bit of blarney and a brush with a ghost from the past.

http://www.irishtimes.com/life-and-style/homes-and-property/artistic-flair-on-belgrave-square-1.1356062

[Flosshilde]

from me & Mizzy the Cat (from a safe distance)

back to you both. I'm afraid Jimmy the cat has rather a hard time; he might appreciate some help from your Mizzy.