Things you can do down the country that you can't do in Dublin.

Princess Consuela Bananahammock

rain on wrote: »

Borrow your husband's car while yours is in the garage and have people you don't know raising their fingers off the steering wheel at you because they recognise each other by their cars

Hang on , if said sriver fails to recognse that the person driving is a different gender, they should NOT be on the road!

Odysseus wrote: »

You can walk along a country road with your shotgun not in its case; but the barrels open so it is clear to all that it is safe and unloaded. Either on my way to or back from a feild I was hunting in, but I cannot do so in a high populated area, it has to be covered a case. I often see people walking on public roads in the country like that or with a pump or semi which cannot be broken open, I have an O/U so it's broken open if I'm on a public road. Though generally I would have it in a gun sock unless I'm just moving a couple of hundred meters to a different peice of land.

However, if I was to walk from my mothers in Ballyfermot with a shotgun in the open I would be lifted quite quickly, as it is an offense; and you bet people would be on their phones about the guy in combat gear walking down the road with a shot gun.

However, they may ring Joe Duffy first depending on the time of the day;)

It's only an offense in Dublin, or you break the law down the country...?

ottostreet

I'm amazed at how accurate this list is. Including my butchers name being Michael!


And as for raising the finger at cars passing ya....im guilty!

davetherave

You can do all of those things in Dublin, bar the two Thurles things.

Bobjims

Get the intermittent smell of cow ****e while driving through the countryside.

Jesus Wept

OhMeOhMy wrote: »

Leave your back door unlocked for the neighbours to come and go

Some country bumpkins really are an easy target because they think crime doesn't exist and that not bothering to lock your doors is a good idea.

Also, why anyone wants their neighbours to come and go at will and without warning I have no idea.

Princess Consuela Bananahammock

The-Rigger wrote: »

Also, why anyone wants their neighbours to come and go at will and without warning I have no idea.

Danger ****.

Bykobap

Bobjims wrote: »

Get the intermittent smell of cow ****e while driving through the countryside.

Aaaaaahh the smell of home.

Balfie

AskMyChocolate wrote: »

Wait on a crossroads for someone to come along.
Leave your change on the bar.
Play a game of pool with a couple of young lads.
Lose, and buy a bottle of red lemonade for the winners.
Buy a bottle of red lemonade.
Ask a complete stranger has he a tip for the 4.40 at Navan.
Rub your hands together when a plate of stew is put in front of you.
Blame Dublin.
Elect Michael Lowry.
Be told by your Auntie, that the only reason that you're getting stew at all is because "Your mother's a friend of mine"
Wash up
Go to Mass
See your great-auntie Brid
Wait at a different crossroads
Bond with your uncle who has an accumlator going.
Tell everyone that your mam is grand.
Visit a cemetary.
Waste half an hour chatting a girl up only to find she's your cousin.
Give out about your closest neighbours
Get the roide in Hayes' hotel while explaining to a young one how it was all fields down there.
Go to mass.
Fry up everything that couldn't walk from the previous night.
Miss your cousins.
Be strangely sad on the train.

Stare down a butcher. "Those chops are a bit fatty Michael"
Be beady-eyed.
Win two extra chops.
So AHer's what have I missed?

Wait. You have stew on a plate an try to slag us Dublin people? What's next butter ur bread with a spoon?

rain on

Ikky Poo2 wrote: »

Hang on , if said sriver fails to recognse that the person driving is a different gender, they should NOT be on the road!

Maybe it's also the case that only in the country do you get driving instructors with the motto "Look at the space, not at the face"

Odysseus

Ikky Poo2 wrote: »

Hang on , if said sriver fails to recognse that the person driving is a different gender, they should NOT be on the road!



It's only an offense in Dublin, or you break the law down the country...?

No it's an offense in a highly populated area, whereas a rural country road isn't.

That's my understanding of it, the guys in the shooting forum can explain it much better as some of them know the firearms act backwards, I just know what I need to in order to stay legal. The same way you need to be a safe distance from a road to discharge your firearm, as I was pointing out to the poster I quoted.

It's a person choice but I waited until I have my own place in the country before I started geting my firearms, you need to be much more security conscious certain parts of Dublin

Princess Consuela Bananahammock

Odysseus wrote: »

No it's an offense in a highly populated area, whereas a rural country road isn't.

That's my understanding of it, the guys in the shooting forum can explain it much better as some of them know the firearms act backwards, I just know what I need to in order to stay legal. The same way you need to be a safe distance from a road to discharge your firearm, as I was pointing out to the poster I quoted.

It's a person choice but I waited until I have my own place in the country before I started geting my firearms, you need to be much more security conscious certain parts of Dublin

Fairy nuff.

Bit strange though: you feel safer down the country, but you need firearms?!

Ronin247

Balfie wrote: »

Wait. You have stew on a plate an try to slag us Dublin people? What's next butter ur bread with a spoon?

Cos its proper tick matey stuw that doesnt run off the plate, not like that watery sh*te yer dublin mammy passed off as stew because she couldnt get mate an vegables.You were only drinking soup.

RichieC

You can buy Red lemonade in Dublin.

ejmaztec

Drink three bottles of whiskey and have a drunken struck-off vet remove your appendix for 5 euro.

questionmark?

Balfie wrote: »

Wait. You have stew on a plate an try to slag us Dublin people? What's next butter ur bread with a spoon?

Ya amazing we have plates and stew that isn't as runny as water due to mammy adding extra potatoes to thicken it up.

rain on wrote: »

Maybe it's also the case that only in the country do you get driving instructors with the motto "Look at the space, not at the face"

WTF

Ikky Poo2 wrote: »

Fairy nuff.

Bit strange though: you feel safer down the country, but you need firearms?!

For hunting, shooting random rats and crows(both are pests for the tree huggers from D4) and shooting at the random Dublin person trying to rob our house

2 stroke

Share Shear a sheep.

flahavaj

Win All Irelands.

flanum

join the local scor/foroige..

admiralofthefleet

walk around covered in shite whilst talking bollox and nobody bats an eyelid

Princess Consuela Bananahammock

admiralofthefleet wrote: »

walk around covered in shite whilst talking bollox and nobody bats an eyelid

Again, people do that in Dublin.

Standard Toaster

Drive over 'loose chippings' with thumb pressed against the windscreen
Enter a pub in wellies covered in shoite
Pop out to local shop to get 20 Benson and Sunday World in a Massey Ferguson 35....covered in shoite
Running through a fields kicking the head of thistles and slipping in cowshoite
See moving statues
Be told not to go down to the river the strange uncle we all have
Enter any public place wearing wellies covered in shoite
Rent VHS tapes from 'John Joe's' and get your hair cut there too....covered in shoite
See several old Toyota Corolla E30s lined up outside mass...covered in shoite
Mass
Dinner cooked on a 'range'
Getting hit in the head with a badly aimed sod of turf

admiralofthefleet

starling. wrote: »

Er, I've crossed off all the things that you can do in Dublin. I could probably cross off more, except I'm unsure as to the availability of red lemonade in the Pale, I don't know what an accumulator is and I'm confused about the winning two extra chops thing.

About the leaving your change on the bar, you never specified that it shouldn't be stolen :pac:

And you put in mass twice, God love you They're not all heathens up there I believe!

I'll add to your now very tiny list anyway...

• Go visit landmarks which aren't in Dublin like the Blarney Stone and the Cliffs of Moher.
• Complain about jackeens (though actually I suppose you can do that quietly in Dublin

most if not all pubs ive been in in dublin have red and white lemonade. the pub i used to work in had a snug where the folk who drank in it were all part of a drinking group, of which i was a member. we regularly left our money on the bar and it wasnt touched

Odysseus

Ikky Poo2 wrote: »

Fairy nuff.

Bit strange though: you feel safer down the country, but you need firearms?!

I feel safe in Dublin, my firearms are for sporting reasons, you cannot get a cert for self protection. If I lived in the part of Ballyfermot where I grew up I would be much more security conscious, rather than feeling unsafe.

However, with saying that I have quite a high level of security in my own home, but these are requirements I needed to get my firearms. For example you need a gun safe in order to legally own a air rifle in this country. As you move up in terms of caliber and the amount you own the security requirements become much stronger. I have three safes in my home just for hunting, a gunsafe for the firearms, a small safe for various ammo, and another for the mags and bolts for my rifles, that is without the monitored alarm.

However, even though I feel the system is too severe over here, owning firearms does require a strong responsibility on the owner to ensure they are safe and only the owner has access to them.

I only have to walk about 500m and I'm in some fields where I can hunt using either rifle or shotgun.

I can't do that in Dublin.

Standard Toaster

Odysseus wrote: »

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I only have to walk about 500m and I'm in some fields where I can hunt using either rifle or shotgun.

I can't do that in Dublin.

http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2282/2071720646_ebd59fa0bd.jpg

LambsEye

Get your car engine checked by a fella with a B&H fag hanging out of his mouth
Relay your identity by to whom you are related
Do your lessons, sipping a mineral while your mam goes out to get the messages
Not being allowed go into the "good" room until Christmas
+1 for the thumb firmly on the windscreen to prevent cracks
+1 for throwin up the hand to every passing car
Collect conkers, play conkers

Princess Consuela Bananahammock

flahavaj wrote: »

Win All Irelands.

actually give a flying **** about all Irelands.

Red Hand

LambsEye wrote: »

Get your car engine checked by a fella with a B&H fag hanging out of his mouth
Relay your identity by to whom you are related
Do your lessons, sipping a mineral while your mam goes out to get the messages
Not being allowed go into the "good" room until Christmas
+1 for the thumb firmly on the windscreen to prevent cracks
+1 for throwin up the hand to every passing car
Collect conkers, play conkers

That's a vortex back to my childhood.:pac:

flanum

give neighbours a hand to cut sticks/move cattle..

admiralofthefleet

what i have discovered since moving to arklow from dublin -

if you sneeze at one end of the main street you have AIDS by the time you make it to the other end
its extremely clannish
everyone knows everyone
the living is cheap
there is a massive over supply of fast food delivery places
traffic is impossible around half 3 because the town is blocked by bus eireann buses picking up all the school kids
every pub does food but never seems busy

LambsEye

Badminton/Bridge in the Parish Hall the highlight of the social calender
98 year old men painting gates/cutting back hedges

Cat Melodeon

The-Rigger wrote: »

Obviously you are just trolling by posting this thread in a Dublin forum.

AH does not belong to Dublin! Do you think the interweb gets switched off at 10pm outside the Pale?

Standard Toaster

Shooting a cow in the face
Picture of Jesus and an orange blub in the living room
Walking back from pub only being able to see via the power of moonlight
Priest calls around for dinner on a Wednesday
You have a 'shick' that has handy uses
Own at least 4 dogs and 13 cats
Have a large bucket you fire all the dinner leftovers into to feed the chickens
Have a pantry
Have eyebrows on your cheeks

rossie1977

get arrested for dealing in broad daylight

reddevilfan

Fine tune your ears ( aerials ) and call upc saying your connction is terrible

LambsEye

Monkeh wrote: »

Shooting a cow in the face
Picture of Jesus and an orange blub in the living room and a little thing of holy water beside the door that granny flicks in your face as you leave
Sticker of Padre Pio in the car
Walking back from pub only being able to see via the power of moonlight
Priest calls around for dinner on a Wednesday and him getting the best cut of mate and the first spoon of crumble
You have a 'shick' that has handy uses
Own at least 4 dogs and 13 cats
Have a large bucket you fire all the dinner leftovers into to feed the chickens
Have a pantry with tins of canned pears and peaches
Have eyebrows on your cheeks

FYP

flahavaj

Ikky Poo2 wrote: »

actually give a flying **** about all Irelands.

Thats why ye don't win 'em.

karlog

Go to the beach.












Edit: A nice beach

pappyodaniel

Running your car on green diesel
Start every sentence with the phrase "As the Man sez"
Smoke Carrolls or Major
Drink Smithwicks
Call all alcoholic spirits "top-shelf"
Buy livestock in a pub
Sing rebel songs
Dig graves
Fill in graves
Bring your own home-made sandwiches to away GAA games
Hating people with long hair
Giving out about the Black and Tans
Go to Australia
Quoting Hardy Bucks catchphrases
Calling Tea - "Tay" and Meat - "Mate"
Stare at strangers
Hating people from the neighbouring parish
Coursing
Lamping
Drink Driving





Doing all the above in wellies covered in cow sh!t.

Daegerty

pappyodaniel wrote: »

Calling Tea - "Tay" and Meat - "Mate"

Tae!

maninasia

I'm dying for a sup o' tae .

Old school- pouring the tae into a saucer to cool it down, abandoning the cup altogether and drinking from the saucer!

s3129

Spending the summer sittin on the spare seat of the tractor while my boyfriend was balin and wrappin bales!

Fun times...............................................................

Seaneh

Go turning turf
Go stacking turf
Go bagging turf
Bring the turf home
Keep the house warm for the year with the back boiler, heated by only your own turf on the range.
Only have to buy 200 liters of kerosene a year, only using it to heat the house in the mornings or when ya get back from town/work/school in the middle of the day.

Get a mad tan, up the bog.
Get home and half a shower only to see half your tan disappear down the drain!
Bring the .22 with you to the bog on the hope of seeing a few rabbits.
Bring the o&u to the bog in the hope of a few ducks/geese passing over.
Sit on a quay wall having pints delivered from a pub across the road with a rod, fishing for eels on a nice cool night.
Get the outboads onto the 14ft and go for a spin up the lake for a swim on a warm summer day.
Get the engine on the rib and give it socks down the river to clonmacnoise on a hot summer day.
Go wakeboadring and tubing on the inner lakes, doesnt have to be particularly warm, wetsuits are great.
Catch 25lb pike as if it was anormal thing, under a bypass!
Bring the dog for a walk, for 5 miles round trip through unbroken open land.
Go to the army range, watch while they practice and annoy the C.O. To try get a go of the styer,
Tell him your hunting rifle would be far more accurate anyway when he tells you to eff off.
Get lost in a forest for a few hours.
go camping on an island with 5 or 6 lads for a weekend bringing only water, bread, a few bits and peices and a camp stove and your fishing rods and a .22 to catch the dinner.
Have 3 day parties on an island with the owners consent. Equipt with a generator, kegs + cooler and gass, full p.a. system, stage and musical equiptment!
Not have to worry about the Gardai breaking up said party because the sargets son is one of the lads organising the party, and its on a fecking island in the middle of a lake.
Lock yourself out of the house and not have to worry about it because you left the spare key with the neighbours.
Walk into any pub within 5 miles of your house alone and know at least 3 of the lads at the bar and the barman.
Go drinking on a saturday night while in 6th year in school and run into your principle and have a pint with him while he asks how your grandparents are keeping.
Win a provincial schools cup and get free drinks, food and nightclub access for the following month.
Beat garbley or sligo grammar in a rugby match once every 2 or 3 years and feel like you won the world cup.
Walk into school on a monday morning as slag the lad sitting beside you because you got the shift from his cousin whos in NUIG in the nightclub on the saturday night.
Go out for a night with 25 euro, get a few drinks, into a club and not hav to worry about getting home.
Not having to apply for jobs formally because you know a lad working there already.
Meet someone you know, no matter what part of the fecking world you are in. Or at least meet someone who knows your auld lad.
Be pulled by a Gardai only to be told your new car is looking well and l
Drive off with him shouting 'thee your mammy I was asking for her!'.
Sit in the beer garden in Sean's bar on a mad hot july day sipping ice cold cider and talk ****e with
Lads you hadnt seen since the summer before.
Meet all the lads you went to school with every St. Stephen's night in a bar in town.
Kick lumps out of a lad from another parish on a field on a sunday morning and then chat away to him the next morning in school.
Kick lumps out of a lad from another school on your schools field on a wednesday afternoon and then go for a pint with him on the friday.

Degag

Ikky Poo2 wrote: »

actually give a flying **** about all Irelands.

Easy to know Dublin haven't won one in a while!

anon01

get your oul pair to ring one of the local pubs and tell them its allright for ya to drink down there when your 16

be drinking in the pub when your 16 and the owner comes up and asks you to run down the road to the nearest pub and get a keg of guinness cause they are out, then get free pints for the night and 50 quid

drive any car or tractor for the neighbours when your 13
never lock the doors
me neighbours letting me use their shotgun when ever i want
helping neighbours with cattle/sheep/horses/chickens building stone walls
letting me pet rabbit run round the garden then when shes done she wil go back in the hutch herself
neighbours giving me dog loads steak
drinking with all the ould lads in the pub and having a mad night
lock ins till 5 in the morning then going back at 8 for a full irish and a pint
smoking inside the pub
wandering home with 3 pints for the walk back
going off for the day exploring when your young
knowing everyone and always being able to get a lift cause someone who knows you or your gran stops and gives ya a lift
baling
castrating cattle
being able to walk up the road with the shotty in your hand and not worry about the guards
the local guard asking you to go for a pint when he knows your only 17
everybody knowing everyones business (annoying as hell)
get a call from your neighbours and oul one to bring in the washing because rains coming
be pulled out of school early because cattle broke out or need to be dosed

seanybiker

Not being a west brit bahahahahaha

Conor_M1990

Having six boys in the back of a commerical landcriuser

round up cattle with a jeep

getting served drink at 15 without been asked for id

Seeing her teachers round the town pished

finishing every sentence with "Lad"

seanybiker

Knowing how much wood a wood chuck would cut if the wood chuck did cut wood.

Freddie59

Drive to work in 10 minutes.:)

jimpump

shag some sheep

Nothingbetter2d

AskMyChocolate wrote: »

Wait on a crossroads for someone to come along. i have often seen empty streets in dublin
Leave your change on the bar. you could leave change but its likely to get knicked by a junkie but then again there is an increasing number of junkies living outside dublin so it makes no difference
Play a game of pool with a couple of young lads.
Lose, and buy a bottle of red lemonade for the winners.
Buy a bottle of red lemonade. - can buy this in any tesco in dublin
Ask a complete stranger has he a tip for the 4.40 at Navan. just go to any bookies
Rub your hands together when a plate of stew is put in front of you.
Blame Dublin. people still do that even when they live in dublin
Elect Michael Lowry.
Be told by your Auntie, that the only reason that you're getting stew at all is because "Your mother's a friend of mine"
Wash up
Go to Mass- can go to mass in dublin but most dubs dont like pedophile priests
See your great-auntie Brid
Wait at a different crossroads
Bond with your uncle who has an accumulator going.
Tell everyone that your mam is grand.
Visit a cemetery. Glasnevin has a cemetery
Waste half an hour chatting a girl up only to find she's your cousin. aint that a common occurrence in tallaght and clondalkin?
Give out about your closest neighbours happens alot especially the loud ones
Get the roide in Hayes' hotel while explaining to a young one how it was all fields down there.
Go to mass.
Fry up everything that couldn't walk from the previous night.
Miss your cousins.
Be strangely sad on the train.

Stare down a butcher. "Those chops are a bit fatty Michael"
Be beady-eyed.
Win two extra chops.
So AHer's what have I missed?

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