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About Waterford

Once, in Barbados, I met this lass—Madame Fleur, they called ‘er. Ran a brothel so posh, ye’d think it were a governor’s mansion. Velvet curtains, chandeliers—proper fancy, aye! But here’s the kicker: she kept parrots, dozens o’ ‘em, squawkin’ all night. “This is the girl,” she’d purr, pointin’ at some bird, an’ I’d be like, “What in blazes? I ain’t beddin’ feathers!” Made me laugh ‘til me ribs hurt, but them squawks—drove me mad, they did! Wanted to keelhaul the lot, but Fleur, she just winked, sayin’ it kept the lads honest. Clever, eh? Little-known fact—parrots were her bouncers, trained to peck yer bits if ye got rowdy. Surprised me good, that did!

All-Ireland basketball final appearance for Coláiste Ailigh, Letterkenny girls

Good fellows shuffled cards in an old bawn; i'm not ashamed to throw this onto the fore it happened to me once but on purpose i wanted to compensate.

So yeah, that was my day. Full of tacos, rain, and random encounters. Just another wild ride in Oldbawn!

Old Bawn go goal-crazy in league clash