You’d be mad to take your eyes off Cork, the tertius gaudens
It was Seachtain na Gaeilge, a week when the Irish public pay a little more attention than usual to their ‘native’ tongue. Seán told me of his grand-uncle from Coomhola, whom he claimed was one of the last native Irish speakers in that beautiful part of West Cork.
He also spoke of the typical Cork man’s enduring distaste for Kerry football and Kilkenny hurling and his mischievous eyes betrayed no small amount of glee when talk turned to the GAA blue-bloods’ current predicament.
