Southern Gazette (Belmont) - - OPINION -

IN the 1970s I stayed overnight with friends in the lodge of Lord Kil­lanin’s house in County Gal­way.

His Lord­ship, as well as be­ing the Olympic pres­i­dent, was chair­man of the Gal­way Races.

The races were tak­ing place the next day, so as part of their du­ties the lodge dwellers had to pre­pare Spid­dal House for Lord Kil­lanin’s ar­rival from his per­ma­nent abode in Dublin.

They asked if I’d like to see in­side the man­sion to which, as an in­no­cent abroad, I fool­ishly an­swered “yes”. I was im­me­di­ately handed a large plas­tic bag and in our walk to the man­sion, my lodge friend and I filled both bags with hun­dreds of small black bags dished out freely by ev­ery shop in the Repub­lic of Ire­land and now at­tached to ev­ery bit of ev­ery fence sur­round­ing the man­sion.

While some read­ers might like me to share my im­pres­sions of the in­side of Spid­dal House, I feel it would be quite im­proper and un­for­tu­nately Lord Kil­lanin is no longer con­tactable to ask his per­mis­sion.

Some years later, we re­vis­ited Lord Kil­lanin’s lodge and be­cause the black bags were now banned, found the sur­round­ings trans­formed and me out of a job.

Read­ers will ob­serve two things here and not nec­es­sar­ily in cor­rect or­der: If ban­ning some­thing works for the some­times stub­born Ir­ish, it can work any­where; and what a con­vo­luted way to get your name as­so­ci­ated with Lord Kil­lanin.

Ce­cil Cahill, SOUTH PERTH

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