I’m just back from my recent trip to Ireland. It was a good trip. There were no mid-air emergencies, and I successfully managed my fear of flying by following the Australian cricket team’s ‘one-beer-for-every-hour-in-the-sky’ method (swapping beer for champagne, of course).
I lived in Ireland for five years (I’m married to an Irishman), so our trip wasn’t exactly a touristy one. I remember my first trip though, when I was a nose-ring-wearing backpacker 15 years ago. I expected it to be all fiddles and dancing leprechauns.
While there definitely is, what they call, the ‘diddly-i-di’ factor, there are some misconceptions about this country. So, given I’m married to an Irishman, and the mother of two Irish children, I feel it’s my duty to bust some Irish myths.
Myth: They say, ‘top of the morning’ or ‘to be sure, to be sure’.
Truth: Instead they say: ‘Jayney Mac’ (a polite way of taking the Lord’s name in vain), ‘Howareya?’ (a greeting, that must be said as one continuous word), ‘Is it yourself?’ (another greeting, and no, you don’t have to a blind to use it), and ‘Feck’ (an acceptable alternative to the obvious…so acceptable it’s not uncommon to hear old ladies and politicians say it).
Myth: Ireland is part of the United Kingdom.
Truth: Ireland, as in the region in the southern part of the island, is a Republic. It’s separate to the United Kingdom. It’s also separate to Northern Ireland, which is part of the United Kingdom. Many people lost their lives fighting for that independence, gained in 1922. It’s a complicated and long story that spans 800 years, so forgive me if I gloss over the details here. Just trust me when I say never refer to Ireland as being part of the United Kingdom. While I’m at it, don’t refer to Ireland as ‘Southern Ireland’. Major faux pas.
Myth: Irish people are stupid.
Truth: Many smart people have come from Ireland: literary giants (Shaw, Yeats, Joyce, Beckett); scientific geniuses (they developed radiotherapy, the hypodermic needle and a cure for leprosy); and political and business leaders (Mary Robinson – first female Irish President and former United Nations High Commissioner for Human Rights, Peter Sutherland – BP Chairman, Alan Joyce – Qantas CEO, Bono, Sir Bob, not to mention my own Busy-And-Important-Husband). So, please don’t say one of those dumb Irish jokes around me. They make my blood boil.
Myth: These guys can be found in Ireland:
Truth: Instead, you will find these:

Myth: The weather isn’t really that bad.
Truth: If you’re a duck wearing a thick coat perhaps. Who am I kidding? The weather is fecked.
Learn anything new about Ireland? Or perhaps there’s a myth you’d like to add?
Ms Twitchy says
June 10, 2011 at 3:23 pmYou did not mention the Craic…was looking forward to hearing about that. And why so many Irish people are so goddamn good-looking (especially the women). I don’t want any myths busted. I still believe I’ll get my next life, where I finally land that crazy romantic bard who serenades me with his music and poetry out in his shack in the vast green. At least a dalliance.
wilbur says
June 10, 2011 at 7:50 pmGreat stuff Lisa, you truly inspire me to start my own blog. Thanks for the lessons and laughs.
Melodramatic Me says
June 11, 2011 at 12:13 amMs Twitchy – don’t want to burst your bubble, but you best read this: http://www.irishtimes.com/newspaper/features/2011/0610/1224298679046.html
Wilbur – thanks for such a lovely comment!
Jodie Ansted says
June 11, 2011 at 1:40 amSo glad you’re back!
On my first (and only so far) trip to Ireland, I remarked to Hubby: ‘Wow – check out all these people caravaning! Isn’t it illegal for them to park their caravans on the side of the road like that?”
Hubby: “You eejit.”
Gotta love the tinkers. 😉
xxx
Kimbalee says
June 12, 2011 at 12:27 am…oh and Guiness! Guiness definitely tastes better in Ireland than anywhere else. (though i did rather like the Guiness on the ferry over from the UK…i guess that’s almost Irish?!?)..
…another witty read Lis! thanks xxxx
adriene says
June 17, 2011 at 3:08 pmI lived in Northern Ireland for 6 years, and I’m glad you helped to bust those myths. I find that more people (at least where I’m from) had no idea that Northern Ireland IS part of the UK. And, while I love the term “feck,” sadly, it’s not commonly used in the north. Great post!
Melodramatic Me says
June 17, 2011 at 10:41 pmHi Adriene, I used to travel to Belfast a lot for my work. Talk about busting some myths. I learnt so much up there. I remember the first time I went to Belfast I was so impressed with the gorgeous bars and restaurants. The common greeting was ‘what about cha?’. Good memories…