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Questions, questions.
By hutmaster
04 January 2008
A conversation between two gentlemen alone in a pub.  Answering with questions may not be exclusively Irish but such exchanges are not uncommon.

What're you havin?

What have you got?

Have you somethin' in mind?

Haven't I always?

Is it broad as love an' gold as mornin'?

Have I lips to say, an' drouth on me?
Whaddya think?


Am I meant to think now?

Are you philosophisin' or servin'?

That's my purpose, is it not?
So, what's it to be?

Are you askin, an' you all the while knowin'?

I must ask.  It's the duty I owe to the job. Well?

Will I have a dram?

You will. Your first the day?

Every day has a first, does it not?

And not your last?

Jesus. Isn't it powerful?

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Written by Fledermaus (3281 comments posted) 4th January 2008
It's all because of that Blarney Stone that they can talk on about nothing over there, which makes that everyone thinks of the Irish as a happy and friendly bunch of people :grin No awkward silences there it seems. 
 
Great piece. Not exactly poetry, but a brilliant find.
wonderful!
Written by audrie (451 comments posted) 4th January 2008
I love the Irish way with words. My son was in Eire on a golfing holiday with five friends. As there were a lot of them and all the gear, they hired a stretch limo. 
 
Approaching their last venue, they enquired of an old man how far it was to the course. He looked down the road and he looked along the length of the car and said, 
'Whell, tis usually fifteen miles, but in a car like that, it'll only be twelve!'

Written by hutmaster (134 comments posted) 4th January 2008
Hi Fled. You may think that the first drink of the day is nothing but for this pair it is carries past, present and future in its import and if that is not significant then, as they might say, What the hell is? Talking on about nothing is more the realm of politics the world over than the average pub chat. As for 'not exactly poetry' well your opinion is noted, disagreed with and welcomed. 
 
Audrie. A lovely story and shows the quick wit and slightly askew logic of the native.  
 
Good of you both to read and comment. 
 
hm

Written by Hellcat (63 comments posted) 4th January 2008
I really enjoyed this one. I was nice & fluid, I thought. Liked the characters too.

Written by petetheverse (164 comments posted) 4th January 2008
Hut, 
You are a man of a broad itellect and I can only wait to meet you face to face; because the blarney must extend, also, to your clothing. 
Which you will clutch around you like a pope in the morning and a vagrant in the afternoon! 
PTV 
HC and PTV
Written by hutmaster (134 comments posted) 5th January 2008
Thank you HC. Good to know that you engaged with these two. 
 
PTV. Not sure what the clothing reference means. Maybe I should reassure you that this is a totally imagined scenario in which I do not appear. Still, good of you to comment. 
 
hm
Hi
Written by maipenrai (783 comments posted) 5th January 2008
HM, liked this snippit of conversation, brought a smile to my face and that can't be bad on a cold frosty morn. 
a good write. 
Bernie
Hi
Written by maipenrai (783 comments posted) 5th January 2008
HM, liked this snippit of conversation, brought a smile to my face and that can't be bad on a cold frosty morn. 
a good write. 
Bernie

Written by Phil (6719 comments posted) 5th January 2008
There's a certain natural rhythm and sing-song cadence to Celtic accents that make them ripe for this sort of thing. 
 
I like the way the comfortable chit-chat is clearly a part of an established routine - almost a rite - like the first drink. 
 
Enjoyed. Mind - I don't think either barman or drinker would get on very well in my busy local - the drinker would be elbowed out of the way and the barman told to get a move on. 
 
Phil

Written by hutmaster (134 comments posted) 5th January 2008
Yeah, I agree Phil. Seems the natural rhythms of speech, even the natural rhythms of life are overwhelmed these days by a more hectic pace which doesn't suit this writer. I think that's all the more reason for developing the habit of reading - and writing; when either is done in a hurry the satisfaction is lost. 
Anyway, good of you to comment on this. 
 
hm

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