Day 82: Liquor Is Quicker

Laetitia and her group toured Knappogue Castle and later went to a medieval banquet there. The banquet featured a four-course meal served with mead, an alcoholic drink made from honey that was popular during the Middle Ages. The program included music and dance—some medieval and some more modern, but still very Irish. A conversation overheard during intermission gave Laetitia the limerick of the day.

Though he thought of himself as a rogue
Cian courted the girls of Knappogue
With oodles of candy
Though whiskey was handy
And certainly much more in vogue.

Day 81: My Goodness, my Guinness

Ennis is a town of about 25,000 inhabitants in County Clare. The name is a variation of “Inis,” the Irish word for island, and pertains to an island in the River Fergus that runs through the town, where there was once a Franciscan abbey. Ennis and environs were once the domain of the O’Briens, who were the descendants of King Brian Boru. Its closeness to Shannon airport brings in a lot of hotel business. When Laetitia toured Ireland with her grandmother, their tour began in Ennis.

Laetitia and her group visited the ruin of thirteenth century Ennis Friary, founded by the O’Brien kings. Later they visited Dromoland and Urianmore castles, which are nearby. A conversation overheard in the pub where they had dinner that evening provided the limerick of the day.

A modest young lady named Glynnis
Was known to the boys around Ennis
As a bit of a prude
Until she got lewd
After having a few pints of Guinness.

Day 80: Loo Boo Hoo

The trip to Ennis, which is north of the Shannon, was a bit longer than yesterday’s trip. The group stopped en route at a strategically located “potty stop” that happened to be a pub. The pub was busy, so Laetitia bought drinks for the group so they go back to the rest rooms individually at intervals rather than en mass. There was a group of rowdy men at one of the back tables who were laughing loudly at what seemed to be a private joke. When Bob, one of her tour group, returned from the men’s room with an unhappy look on his face, she found out what they were laughing at. The incident became the subject of the limerick of the day.

Bob looked for the men’s room to find
That some wag had altered the sign
And he didn’t think fun
The purse-whipping nun
Or the high heel print on his behind.

Day 79: Rear Shift

Next Laetitia and her group visited Horseleap, a town along what was formerly the Dublin to Galway road. Its name dates back to the thirteenth century, when Norman lord Brian Fitzgerald, after a confrontation with Clan Mac Geoghan, was chased on horseback back to his castle in Damore, only to find the drawbridge closed. He made good his escape, then his horse leaped the moat. They stopped in a pub for Guinness and shepherd’s pie. The day’s gossip and limerick was about an enthusiastic local couple that, unlike Sir Brian, ended up in the water.

A young couple that lived in Horseleap
And thrashed ‘round making love in a jeep
Kicked with ecstasy near
The gearshift out of gear
And rolled into a lake three feet deep.