On Sunday 17 July 1904 at the Showgrounds at An Umaimh, twenty-four shy young women, all pioneers (non drinkers of alcohol) in skirts that trailed the ground, lined up in two teams of twelve for the first Camogie Game ever played. It was a slow, very slow game of camogie because of those skirts and because the girls had little practice with the camans (the sticks they used to hit the ball). In fact the rules were made as the game went along because not all the rules for men’s hurling were suitable for Camogie.
The teams were from Dublin; Keatings and Cuchullains. That day was born an Irish game for Irishwomen. It was a modified form of hurling suitable for women. The name in Irish “camoguidheacht” derives from camog, the irish for a turned stick.
Not all agreed with the game, tongues whispered: “Imagine women playing a rough game like that.”
This is a true story My Maternal Grandmother was one of those women.
The picture shows the members of the Keating team. My Grandmother is sitting first left in the front row. I think the photo was taken after the match as Granny seems to have a bloody nose! Tut! Tut! Whatever will young ladies think of next?
Is it any wonder then that my Elly went on to play Rugby? On one occasion she played on an all male team against an all male team! That is her story and she might share it with you some day!
A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years. They had shared everything. They had talked about everything. They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little old woman had a shoe box in the top of her wardrobe that she had cautioned her husband never to open or ask her about.
For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but one day the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said she would not recover.
In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down the shoe box and took it to his wife’s bedside. She agreed that it was time that he should know what was in the box. When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls and a stack of money totalling £55,000. He asked her about the contents.
“When we were to be married,” she said, “my grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doll.”
The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two precious dolls were in the box. She had only been angry with him twice in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with happiness.
“Darling,” he said, “that explains the dolls, but what about all of this money? Where did it come from?”
Oh,” she said, “That is the money I made from selling the dolls.”
When Nancy was going to Florida, she had a bundle of Euro she needed to exchange, so she went to the currency exchange window at the local bank. The line was short. Just one guy in front of her… an Asian guy who was trying to exchange yen for dollars, and he was more than a little irritated!
He asked the teller, “Why it change??
Yestoday, I get 2 huna dolla fo yen.
Today, I get huna 80?? Why it change?”
The teller shrugged her shoulders and said, “Fluctuations.”
The Asian guy says, “Fluc you white people, too!”
I wonder if Nancy managed to change her money?
Our John Chapter 1
and his post were originally in the form of a free online Podcasts, both have since expired and been deleted. Fortunately I still have the story in text form and will re-produce it at a later date and link back here.
Just like Our john’s first car.
See if you can figure out what all of the following words have in common:
Are you peeking or have you already given up?
Give It Another Try.
You’ll kick yourself when you discover the answer. Go back and look at them again; think hard.
OK… Here you go….hope you didn’t cheat…..
This is cool
In all of the words listed, if you take the first letter & place it at the end of the word….
then spell the word backwards….
it will be the same word.
Did you figure it out? Most people do not.
Can you read this?
fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too. Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can. I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno’t mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!
I have trouble reading when the letters are in the correct order, yet I was able to read this first time
One Sunday morning a neighbour discovered that someone had spray painted red all around the sides of this new Black car. He was very upset and was trying to figure out what to do since nothing was open until Monday morning.
Another neighbour came out and told him to get his WD-40 and clean it off. It removed the unwanted paint without harming the paint job on the car.
Water Displacement #40. The product began from a search for a rust preventative solvent and de-greaser to protect missile parts. WD-40 was created in 1953 by three technicians at the San Diego Rocket Chemical Company. Its name comes from the project that was to find a “water displacement” compound.
They were successful with the fortieth formulation, thus WD-40. The Corvair Company bought it in bulk to protect atlas missile parts.
Here are some of the uses:
1) Protects silver from tarnishing.
2) Removes road tar and grime from cars.
3) Cleans and lubricates guitar strings.
4) Gives floors that ‘just-waxed’ sheen without making it slippery.
5) Keeps flies off cows.
6) Removes lipstick stains.
7) Loosens stubborn zippers.
8) Removes stains from stainless steel sinks.
9) Removes dirt and grime from the barbecue grill.
10) Removes tomato stains from clothing.
11) Keeps glass shower doors free of water spots.
12) Keeps scissors working smoothly.
13) Lubricates noisy door hinges on vehicles and doors in homes
14) Spraying an umbrella stem makes it easier to open and close.
15) Removes splattered grease on the cooker.
16) Keeps bathroom mirror from fogging.
17) Lubricates prosthetic limbs.
18) Keeps pigeons off the balcony (they hate the smell).
19) Removes all traces of duct tape.
20) Folks even spray it on their arms, hands, and knees to relieve
The favourite use in the state of New York – WD-40 protects the Statue of Liberty from the elements.
P. S. The basic ingredient is FISH OIL.
P. P. S. Keep a can of WD-40 in the kitchen. It is good for oven burns or any other type of burn. It takes the burned feeling away and heals with NO scarring.
Always remember to forget the troubles that pass your way;
BUT NEVER forget the blessings that come each day.
A few weeks ago I was away for a few days it was a quiet break in the country. I went out walking one morning, and lo and behold, who do you think I saw? Now I pulled the scarf tightly under my chin and kept my head down. Over a wall between a chicken run and a pigsty I saw Him – yes the one and only Grandad. I was sure it was himself by the way he was muttering. I stooped down behind the wall to listen to what he was saying.
It went like this:
“I’m the life and soul of the party…… even if it lasts until 8 p.m.
I’m very good at opening childproof caps… with a hammer.
I’m usually interested in going home before I get to where I am going.
I’m awake many hours before my body allows me to get up.
I’m smiling all the time because I can’t hear a thing you’re saying.
I’m very good at telling stories; over and over and over and over…
I’m aware that other people’s grandchildren are not nearly as cute as mine.
I’m so cared for — long term care, eye care, private care, dental care.
I’m not really grouchy,
I just don’t like traffic, waiting, crowds, lawyers, loud music, unruly kids and Toyota commercials, barking dogs, politicians and a few other things I can’t seem to remember right now.
I’m sure everything I can’t find is in a safe secure place, somewhere.
I’m wrinkled, saggy, lumpy, and that’s just my left leg.
I’m having trouble remembering simple words like…….
I’m beginning to realize that aging is not for wimps.
I’m sure they are making adults much younger these days, and when did they let kids become policemen?
I’m wondering, if you’re only as old as you feel, how could I be alive at 150?
And, how can my kids be older than I feel sometimes?
I’m a walking storeroom of facts….. I’ve just lost the key to the storeroom door.”