Jim Fahy will be stationed at the departure gates in Knock at Christmas, watching entire Western families deplane. He’ll be back there again around Nollaig na mBan, watching entire Western families decamp to Boston or London once more.
Yellowpack will no longer be a term of abuse. Nor will Aldi or Lidl be four-letter words.
We’ll get better at the Eurovision. The Dustin entry will be seen in hindsight as the apotheosis of our over-reaching, smart-assed former selves. “Ah, yes, Maureen, weren’t we the right turkeys alright”.
The pint will improve.
Chipper chips will be hand-cut again.
Names like John and Mary will be back. None of your Alicia-Faye or Aifric when you’re patching their pinafores and using leftover wallpaper to cover their secondhand schoolbooks.
Churchgoing will come back into fashion because it will the only thing people can afford to do on a Sunday.
The second coming of Country and Western is almost upon us.
The Brits will start patronising us again. So will the Nordies, which will make a change from the last decade.
“Reeling in the Years” will have you reeling. People paid 600 euros for a ticket to Barbara Streisand and the bitch barely opened her gob? People queued for the right to buy overpriced apartments? And so on.
Lisbon II will pass on a 65/35 vote.
Golf will become posh again.
mod edit: changed title from signs of impending recession
6 January is called Women’s Christmas in Ireland. Nollaig na mBan is Women’s Christmas in Irish.
The tradition of Women’s Christmas is particularly strong in Cork where a lot of women just take the day off, go out to dinner with their friends and leave the family to fend for themselves with the leftovers after Christmas. It’s traditionally the day before the kids go back to school in Ireland.
On the other had, I used to fly back out foreign on 2 January when i was an emigrant back in the 90s. In the current climate, staying on hol until 6 Jan is profligate.
I’ve noticed a trend whereby the profile of service staff in retail and hospitality in Dublin is tending towards the Irish. Outside Dublin, it still tends towards the eastern European. I explain it by assuming that people living at home can afford to live in Dublin whereas if you’re on minimum wage in a supermarket in Ireland, financially you’re better off being as far away from Dublin as you can be as rents are lower and you can save more.
3Q’s mother is from Cork, which is the next best thing and indeed she observes the holiday as you depict it. In our house, it was a day for us to give Mammy breakfast in bed and for Dad to burn the gammon steaks and blacken the arse of the spud pot.
And no food ever tasted better, because of the novelty of it all.