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DIARY:   Ruminations, Occasional thoughts & happenings - as they arise

I've just told this story on another site ( www.littlesistersjesus.net/discussion.htm ) and I just can't help repeating it here.

Speakin' Norn' Irelan'  21 November 2003

My young son Conor was sitting in the kitchen waiting for a Beef & Guinness Pie to heat.
"How long will it be?" I asked.
"An'or twenty minutes," he slurred.
"An HOUR and twenty minutes to heat a pie!" I exclaimed.
"An-OTHER twenty minutes," he said, looking at me like I was an idiot.
I started to laugh. He's got a real Nor'n Ir'lan' accent.

I was reminded of an occasion in the Cable Bar, Ballyhornan, when a young acting barperson came back from taking an order from a group of customers - the bar was packed.
"Kate," she called to the proprietor. "Have you ever heard of a drink called a 'Norwegian'?"
"Never," said Kate. "Is somebody asking for it? It must be a cocktail."
"Maybe," said the young barperson. "That Belfast man over there ordered it."
"I'll check it out," said Kate, and she went over to the man.
A moment later she came back to the bar, laughing her socks off. "He wanted 'ano'r-wee-gin'!" she reported.

I hope people from Norway, or Italy, or America, get the joke.

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