English football at it again, I suppose?
Not like those nice Serbians. Or the lovely Croatians. The darling Greeks.
And I won’t hear a word said against those absolute sweeties from Italy.
But yeah. Always an English problem.
And always a football problem. You never see any trouble at a rugby match.
Well, unless it’s an SA schools match. Or an SA provincial rugby match. Etc etc.
But yeah. Only the English football. Or the South African rugby. Or the Irish ploughing.
Wait… what?
Not more ploughing news?
Yep:
It’s another brilliant article from the Irish local press.
The Electric Picnic turns out to be an annual music festival in County Laois in Ireland. It’s actually pretty big. And the Ploughing? Well, that’s the Irish National Ploughing Championships as mentioned (extensively) in this post here.
“More assaults and trouble come from the Ploughing match than the Electric Picnic,” Judge Cody said as he inspected an occasional licence application by The Wrens Nest.
Judge Cody asked Garda Sergeant JJ Kirby if he was right to suggest there was more assaults and trouble from the National Ploughing Championships.
“The statistics would back that up,” agreed Sgt Kirby.
That exchange is so much better when you do it with Irish accents.
I love the fact that Ploughing is the third most important subsection of the local news site.
Just ahead of “National News” there.
And it really is great stuff. Everything you’d expect from a local Irish news site.
The big news, including the National Brown Bread Baking competition results:
The photos of all the lovely girls*, and the suspense! over next year’s venue.
As for the prospect of trouble at the National Ploughing Championships, Judge Cody decided that the best way forward was the grant all of the alcohol licences which for which applications had been made.
Hey, itis Ireland, after all.
* iykyk