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Monday, September 24, 2012

First Encounters Of the Irish Kind

Today I'm going to tell the story of how I found a blogger who has become dear to my heart, my fellow Irishman, Francis Lee aka The Angry Lurker.  Now the big Irishman had to live through my meeting him, but he doesn't have a clue of what was going through my head during that "first encounter of the Irish kind."

Shortly after I began blogging,  I started following A Beer For The Shower and one day while going to leave a comment....


I saw a face, an undeniably Irish face.  Naturally, I clicked on that avi, read his profile and began my campaign to get to know him. Now you would think this would be easy, one Irish person getting to know another. Well you'd be wrong as nothing is ever easy when you're Irish.

Most people tend to be a bit cautious when approaching a big Irishman who calls himself Angry. But I'm not most people.  I'm an Irish female so I did what comes naturally.



I approached him head-on, asking him questions about himself and demanding that he answer them. I'd leave these audacious comments and then return to my blog to wait. What was I waiting for you ask. I was waiting for him to come to my page and answer my questions. I didn't expect him to answer on his blog like I would anyone else. No, he was Irish and he should just know what I expected of him. Well, he didn't respond to my questions.


It was like he'd thrown down the gauntlet and there was no way I wasn't going to pick that gauntlet up. I prepared myself for a siege, knowing this could take time. But I had plenty of time and I was determined. I'd get to know him if it killed us both.

The Hubby was well aware of my frustration as he could hear me cussing and the sound of dishes as I hurled them at the wall was hard to miss.  Being familiar with how I operate and having survived getting to know me himself, The Hubby would just shake his head and say "That poor man, I feel so sorry for him."


It took months, but finally he answered some of my questions, but one thing still remained. Those dot, dot, dots of his.  And so began what I like to call....




The Battle Of The Dot, Dot, Dots.  I tried everything. I kidded him about it, I got angry at him and I finally began to dot, dot, dot him on his page. He wouldn't budge. I dug in my heels and the game was afoot.


Now The Hubby dot, dot, dots people when he communicates in writing. When I told him of my frustration with the big Irishman he had this to say "You haven't changed me, you'll never change him. Good Luck."

Well I didn't change Fran but I did talk to him. I told him how hard it is for me living here in the States and how terribly lonely it gets. He understood and was kind to me and that has made it easier for me to live here away from my people and away from my home.

So today I'd like to say Thank You Fran, for being my friend, for tolerating me and for making my days a little brighter. Happy Birthday ya big Irishman.




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  1. Despite being full of subtle threats, violence, and tales of cursing, this is still pretty sweet. I'm glad you've found a nice reminder of Ireland and that you got Angry to actually open up. I think you'e probably one of the only people who's done it, and I can't remember the last time he "..."'ed me.

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    1. Now Mark, if I was directly nice to the man it would give him the upper hand and I just can't have that. I've worked too hard to get where I am and I'm not going to risk losing that, it's just not the Irish way!

      I remember the last time he dot, dot, dotted me as it's seared into my brain and I'm prepared if he should ever do it again!

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  2. The much misunderstood and maligned Francis, although I’ve on had the pleasure of a fleeting encounter with the Big Irishman, but I'm happy to attest to his warm hearted good nature. Then again, I've not seen him angry and his is a giant of a man...

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    1. I've not seen him angry either and I never want to. God only knows how badly he'll want to throttle me at the end of the day! It's a good thing I'm an ocean away!

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    1. Thank you Brummie, I hope he doesn't kill me!

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  4. I think I've just been a little sick ;-)

    Sorry just could not resist

    Ian

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    1. Have a biscuit Ian and drink some tea, you'll soon feel better!

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  5. A lovely tale Anne, and congrats to you on getting the big fella to open up :)

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    1. Thank you Tamisin. The man's like a clam, he's not opened up and as soon as he says two words, he shuts his mouth again. Tell him I said Hi when you see him!!

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  6. Happy Birthday Angry, this post is a hilarious and definitely fitting way to pay tribute to a fellow Irishman, I never knew that Angry was Irish, guess I just haven't got a great eye for that kind of thing just yet!

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    1. Well Matthew as the three of us share a common genome I don't know how you'd miss it. You're from Northern Ireland and I know you don't consider yourself Irish, but you are.

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  7. You may have been his first stalker Anne! Everyone deserves at least one of them.

    Nice post.

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    1. I might well have been and it could be worse. I could be ugly :)

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  8. Nothing happens without purpose I guess

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    1. They do indeed Alex and welcome to my page!

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  9. Brilliant!! He always has slight resemblance to Bill Bailey or is that just me? After studying the Irish species for 7 years I have learned that your normally just need to by them drinks and subtly insult them, although sometimes they throw me across the room but if you come back you'll be friends for a long time!

    Loved your tale!!!

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    1. A bit like Bailey in that pic you're right. Usually once you have a good knock down drag out fight, you can get along famously. You've been there long enough to know what it's really like in the land off the peculiar! Isn't quite normal is it!

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    2. I befriended this big lad from Meath by buying him pints and insulting him until one day he picked me up threw me across the room and said "good dammit woman!" since then we are good friends :) Irish men want to be broken in!!

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    1. That's the beauty of this post Ray, making you ill is a bonus!

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    2. You wanna sit next to the lump for 12 hours, then you know what ill really is!

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    3. Now Ray, we've gone over this before. The man can do no wrong in my eyes, so give up!!!

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    4. There's two of us and one of you. You're fecked Rousell, admit it!!

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  11. *amusing read* I have a strong Irish background and I always found that to warm up a fellow Irishman is a few beers (of good quality) always works...even if they are "angry" they won't after that! Damm, sometimes you can't shut up an Irishman after a few beers!

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    1. I know after a more than a few pints they're either singing or they're crying and I don't know which one is harder to bear!

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    2. Or even worse - singing and crying! ;)

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    3. I know, I've had to put up with it and it's dreadful!

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    4. Now this is one I've experience with and you all think you sing like an angel when your pissed. The only thing worse than one of you drunk and singing is when a whole group of you are singing and think you can dance too. Worse even than that is when one of you is drunk and crying over your woman!!

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    1. Jay is the Minister of Defense of Franonia!

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    2. Never fear...I've got all of your backside, General!

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    3. Don't forget the Worm as he's the newest recruit!

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  13. Happy Birthday Fran!!

    So you stalked him from ABFTS page, huh? Pretty slick, Anne. I love your determination. No wonder we get along so well. I wonder if I have some Irish in me?

    I can only imagine how much I drive you crazy with all my dots. I dot dot dot all the time.

    Great tribute to a great man - a YOUNG birthday man, I might add...

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    1. I know you dot dot dot me, you bugger! And one day you'll bloody well stop it!!

      He's going on about how old he is and I'm older, for fucks sake. I've been feeling like a dinosaur since yesterday!

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    2. I'll never stop dot dotting you, Anne! Never... <--- See?? =P

      I know, I read that yesterday and about fell out of my damn chair. He's one year older than me and I know I ain't old!!

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    3. I know you won't and you're getting worse about it just to get under my skin!

      We're not old are we, no way!!!

      In girl years we're only 13!!

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    4. I wondered if you noticed how bad I've been on my blog today. I am putting ellipses all over that thing just for you. Ha ha ha!

      I love his man math and think we should definitely apply it to ourselves as long as I don't have to go through the hell I went through during puberty LOL

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    5. Oh, I noticed, I noticed. The Cat got me too and now that he's aware of it, he won't stop.

      Christ, puberty was hell but I've got to warn you, it's almost the same with menopause but without the benefit of the taut skin and perky breasts!

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  14. AHHHHHHHH!!!! I see. Women are ALL the same deep down. They use their womenly charm if all else fails. You became more real when you expressed missing home. I would have worked on me. ;) XOXOXO

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    1. I wasn't charming at all, I was pushy as hell. When getting to know Irish people, you generally start by provoking them. Charming doesn't happen until after the first fight!

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    2. When are we gonna fight then? xoxo

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  15. so naughty of Lurk not to answer on your questions originally, Annzie!

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    1. He may have answered them on his post darling. I just refused to go back and check!

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    2. It's true, I refused to go back and check. And all the while I'd sit here and fume with smoke coming out my ears!!

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  16. Quite the tale. If Fran is worthy of this post and what can only be described as you stalking him (is there a restraining order yet?) then I'll have to go check out his page.

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    1. You're looking at things from an American point of view. Pushing at an Irish man is normal as it's the only thing they understand. Push till they push back, insult them, fight with them and then you become friends.

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  17. He's got a great face -- full of character and personality!

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    1. He's quite the character our Fran!

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  18. This was a great tale, and not just because we were in it! Fran's avatar won us over as well, just before he won us over with his awesomeness and his kindness. His mug is seriously the best blogger avatar I've ever seen.

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    1. He looks properly angry with that avi doesn't he, but he's really a big teddy bear. Don't tell him I said that!

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  19. I love angry lurker. As I had said million times , he is blog etiquette dictionary. But angry in his dictionary has a different meaning. I couldn't even imagine any Irish to be impolite, bitter, unfriendly because of you both. You have made me stereotype all the Irish. Didn't know that it is his B'day .

    Happy B'day Fran.

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    1. We generally are a nice people but we can be difficult to put up with at times. And we can be hard on each other. A brawl is often another way of saying "let's be friends"

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    2. Brawl, makes sense, protons repel proton , and if we break it, it's gonna explode.
      Positive and positive energy. Is he popping the question this year to his galfriend or still lining up for Pamela?

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    3. I don't know when he's going to put that ring on the SWMBO's finger. He should though don't you think!!

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  20. I knew he was Irish right from the start. At least he's not like scam artist Irishman that I met a number of years ago!

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    1. It's hard to miss the Irish in that mug of his. What scam artist did you meet.

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  21. That's just about the best birthday greeting I've ever seen. Um, read.

    What do you mean by "dot dot dot"? Is that when you ask someone a question and he says...?

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    1. It's the use of the ellipses rather than complete the sentence. Hunter Thompson was a master at it.

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  22. Christ I'm blushing away here at work!

    Lurker: Who are you ringing Ray?
    Ray: Your missus! Blackmail here we come!
    Lurker: I'll ring yours about the polish girl!
    Ray: You wouldn't dare!
    Lurker: Try me!
    Ray: Ok, Ok, I'm hanging up!

    Thank you Anne, my favourite cailin........

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    1. The Polish girl, hmmmm, I'm intrigued. I could use that against him at a later date.

      I'll never know how you put up with me in those early days Fran!
      And you're most welcome, my Number One!

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  23. I fine Irishman he is!
    I am very happy for I had the opportunity to get to know you! :)

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    1. Thank you Thanos and you're a fine gent yourself!

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  24. I wish people wouldn´t do that...the first picture made me jump! :-D

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    1. Are you saying you don't like Irish faces Paul. I know you wouldn't be saying that now would you :)

      Do you want me to hurt him Fran, I will!

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    2. I know he's not, I was just kidding with him. Christ, I hope he know that!!

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  25. The moral of the story is: "dread the dot".

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    1. Exactly. Those dot, dot, dots drove me up a tree!!

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  26. Awww this is so cute! Granted I may have a bit of a distorted idea of what cute is, but that's me and this is just full of adorable.

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    1. Thank you D4, it's what it's supposed to be. One Irish person paying tribute to another. We're quite expressive when we want to be!

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  27. So all it took to wear him down then wasn't the questions about him, but realizing he could make you feel better about a low situation? A good sign of a good person.. the ol' softy ;)

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    1. He's really a big teddy bear when you get to know him!

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  28. hahahahaha oh now I have a new way to ..... get at you.....what ever will you do?..... I have to thank Lurker for that......now I can be an even more annoying cat.....but you went and showed his face....now the rats will run from your place....and no food will be had.....that makes the cat mad.....hahaha.....I think I found him from you.....now I will leave you with ....... dot dot dot...

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    1. I knew someone would use the dots against me! Should have known it would be you Cat. You did find him through me Cat and he like me better than he like you!!

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    2. Well that is fine, the cat has his viking woman to keep him warm at night and all kinds of poo to give off a great aroma, that cat is fine with his own company haha

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    3. I'm so tired Cat, that I've forgotten how to type an s. You'll never be alone Cat, not as long as Elsie and I are around to take the piss out of you!

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  29. That fist picture got my attention but lets face it that face is quite big and imposing, especially for a tall, weak english lad like me. Why do you think I feel safer on the other side of the world. actually I don't my history teacher is very proud of her irich background, makes for some interesting conversations in history which as you can imagine involves wars. I try and avoid them but she loves to bring them up. doesent help when we have to study british colonisation and wars in New Zealand. since when does Cromwell have anything to do with the Waikato? she found a way, I guess that must be an irish thing to always find our shame.

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    1. It's true that none of us are particularly fond of Cromwell, but he's dead and that's a good thing. So let's leave him to rot in his grave and speak not of him.

      We shouldn't forget history but we musn't use it as an excuse to hate or to try to bring shame to people who had nothing to do with it. And truly most Irish people don't dislike the English any more than you dislike us. I am just as glad to avoid those difficult topics as you are. And you're quite safe here Gowan.

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  30. Nice to meet your friend...I see him in Pat's blog too ~

    The great thing about blogger world is that you can travel back and forth, meet and chat people from all over the world, without leaving your seat ~

    Happy week ~

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    1. That is one of the good things about it and it's why my blog roll is titled Blogs Around The Globe. It's wonderful to talk to people from England, America, Australia, France, German, Greece, Belgium, Spain, Puerto Rico, Serbia, Russia and on and on. When you're in cyberspace you're on global soil and no one country owns it. I hope it stays that way!

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  31. I dunno why but this blog was funny to me. Following:d great stuff.

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  32. Nothing like scrolling down and seeing Angry's big ol' ugly mug covering up the entire screen! lol

    He seems like a great guy, however, so looking at his pic ain't so bad!

    My internet at home has been turned off due to *ahem* lack of funding. Therefore my ability to visit, post and comment has been reduced to work only and I can't spend all day at work doing that! So If I don't make it over here, that is why! You and Elsie have me at an unfair advantage! Better not be attacking me while I can't defend myself! Do it and you both will be eating turtle soup!

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  33. Wow...I go off line for a couple of days and struggle to catch up and I miss so much! I will never forget my first encounters with him...or with you!! This is wonderful and I am happy that he finally made your living away from home easier!!

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  34. What a touching tale - and as so many of my own Blogverse friends felt compelled to comment here, I though I would add my voice...

    Never posted on your blog before, Anne, although I have dropped in for a peek from time to time.

    Speaking as an Englishman in New Zealand, I can relate to the over-the-hills-and-far-away thing. I find rivets help...

    Dot dot dot...

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