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Ask a woman to go for a walk.
Drive a motor car. Wear a collar in comfort. Speak with men wearing collars That was the traditional Irish exile, forced from a barren farm to earn a living on building sites. There is an extra-ordinary lack of film record of this, one of the most persistent and highly-charged of population movements: A rare example is Philip Donnellan's minute The Irishmen.
Shot in by the excellent cameraman Michael Williams on the building sites and in London Irish pubs and homes, it was made just at the point where the Irish were shifting upwards socially.
The Irishmen discloses the physical horror, to them, of urban England: It underlines their baggage of religious belief and intolerance, of primitive patriotism and even muddled pride in their manual achievements over here. But mostly it shows the Irishman as a wounded beast, part nomad, part squatter. One worker describes his first impression: Even though the day was coming out, it was as if it didn't want to, as though Manchester wasn't entitled to daylight.
They had come from luminous, rural Ireland with its eternally cleansing winds.
Where were all the cows? Nothing in sight, all I could see was buildings and tracks. Where were they all leading to?
In the 50s and 60s, the Irish were building England, as one man on the building sites put it belligerently in the film: They were all Irishmen. Who built the road at the Nag's Head? A man from Dingle. That was the man who put it through with Irish labour. If you pride your life, don't join, by Christ, with McAlpine's Fusiliers.
In the 50s, the English confronted them with the first of a series of prejudices. In Donnellan's film, a man angrily rebuts this: I've got a brother with a leg and an arm missing that fought for this country.
My father fought from to , two uncles killed at Dunkirk and my brother is at home now with a guineas-a-week British army pension. By the 70s, it was their perceived sympathy with the IRA bombing campaigns. They kept their heads down after the Aldershot bombing - when some stores refused to stock Kerrygold butter though Guinness was never withdrawn.
The Birmingham bombing brought a deep insecurity to the settled community. But it passed and the Canary Wharf devastation resulted in no serious backlash. In the late 60s, the Irish shifted from a taboo against mixing in English politics as distinct from sabotaging it to direct involvement through the local Labour party.
It rouses sadness and pride in the protagonists endevour in what were difficult times for all. For me it was a bittersweet nostalgia piece that allowed me an insight into the lives of relatives no longer with us.
Where were all the cows? But the Irish were not yet ready for the Tories. Speak with men wearing collars As down the glen came McAlpines men with their shovels slung behind them 'Twas in the pub that they drank the sup and up in the spike you'll find them They sweated blood and they washed down mud with pints and quarts of beer And now we're on the road again with McAlpine's Fusiliers I stripped to the skin with Darkie Flynn way down upon the Isle of Grain With the horsed Face O'Toole, 'cause I knew the rule, no money if you stopped for rain. Global homogenisation has smoothed out the wrinkles of individuality and islands - which not so long ago were joined only by the unstabilised, vomit mailboat from Dun Laoire - are permanently logged on to each other. Fill out your email address to receive our Free Newsletter!
Just read the Kindle edition of this book. Although the book is very intresting, part way through, I started to read the exact same text again! If this is a publishing fault, or not, It kept happening on quite a few occasions. Kind of killed it for me. This book reminded me of a couple of books I read, about a couple of well known people in Birmingham.
The books were terribly badly written. One was about Eddie Fewtrell, and the other was about a prominent Irishman, whose name escapes me now. Both would have been great reads, If not for the fact, that they kept repeating great lumps, over and over!
I'm beginning to think someone is taking "The Gypsy's Kiss"!!! Get to Know Us. Amazon Web Services Goodreads Shopbop.