Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Local notes 7th December 2010

HAITI  QUIZ:
Friday 10th Dec at 9.30pm, in The Rock Bar:   Table quiz in aid of the Haitian street children, as you know they have been hit with
a cholera epidemic, so continued funding is vital.   Your support would be greatly appreciated.
 
GRANAGH  UTD. F.C:
Lotto  Result:
No Winner.   Nos.   5. 8. 22. 23.         Next Week's Jackpot   € 8,600.
Lucky dip winners of €20 each -    Teresa Griffin, Morenane.  Ivan O'Donnell, Castletown, Nuala Lynch, Castletown.
Next weeks draw takes place in the Rock Bar.
Tickets available at O` Gorman's Foodstore Granagh, Hickeys Bar Croom, The Rock Bar Granagh, & Bennis' Bar Ballyagran.
Shop Local this Christmas - purchasing a  € 50 gift voucher from the Soccer Club will include the bearer in the yearly draws,  for the Jackpot
and lucky dips.!!!     A present that will give good returns and help support the club as well.
Match Results: 
Due to weather conditions, no matches have been played.
 
ANYTHING  BUT  LOVE:
Reminder that  the new play ' Anything But Love '  produced and directed by Joan Sheehy is in its final week.                                                                      Running each night this week at  8.00pm nightly, closing on Saturday night 11th.
TEA  DANCING:
Our next Afternoon Tea Dance is scheduled for Sunday 19th Dec, with Charlie & Mike.                                                                                            We will have to see how the weather is next week.
SNIPPETS:
The Times we're in:
In the year 2010, the Lord came unto Noah, now living in  Ireland , and said:                                                                              Once again the earth has become wicked, and I see the end of all flesh before me.

Build another Ark and save two of every living thing
 along with a few good humans. He gave Noah the blueprints, saying: You have six months to build the Ark before I will startthe unending rain for 40 days and 40 nights.
Six months later, the Lord looked down and saw Noah weeping in his yard - but  no Ark.
Noah!    He shouted, I'm about to start the rain!    Where is the Ark ?
Forgive me, Lord, begged Noah, but things have changed.!

I need Bord Pleanala approval.
I've been arguing with the inspector about the need for a sprinkler system.
My neighbours claim that I've violated zoning laws by building the Ark in my yard and exceeding                                                      the height limitations.    We have to go to an appeals tribunal.
Then the Department of Transport demanded a bond be posted for the future costs of moving power                                                  lines to reach the sea.   I told them that the sea would be coming to us, but they would hear nothing of it.
Getting the wood was another problem.   There's a ban on cutting local trees in order to save the red squirrel.  
I tried to convince the environmentalists that I needed the wood to save the squirrels - but no go!

When I started gathering the animals, an animal rights group sued me. 
They argued the accommodations were too restrictive, and it was cruel and inhumane to put so many                                     animals in a confined space.

Then the EPA ruled that I couldn't build the Ark until they'd conducted an environmental impact study on                                           your proposed flood.
I'm still trying to resolve a complaint with the ICTU over using Polish carpenters on my building crew.
Now immigration are checking the status of all the people on the job.
The trades unions insist that I hire only Union workers with Ark-building experience.
To make matters worse, NAMA seized all my assets, claiming I'm trying to leave the country illegally !                                            
So, forgive me, Lord, but it would take at least ten years for me to finish this  Ark.
Suddenly the skies cleared, the sun began to shine, and a rainbow stretched across the sky.

Noah looked up in wonder and asked,  'You mean you're not going to destroy the world?'
 

 'No,' said the Lord.       'Fianna Fail beat me to it.'

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