When the British came to Ireland they put a waist high wall up between the north and the south. Typical of the Irish, (you know, I think sarcasm actually was BORN there) the Irish made a mockery of the rule of no dancing by walking alongside their side of the fence under the guards scornful vision with their arms down and mimicking a regular walk, while ... underneath the sight-line of the fence their legs were just a janglin'. Of course everyone on the Irish side of the fence could see the whole thing and all observed with such somber expressions that to my knowledge the practice went on for some great time before the "Jig was up".
; )
Happy Leprachaun's Day!!!
1 comment:
yes, I meant to spell it that way ; )
Post a Comment