One cardiac arrest later, my appreciation of the sticker has probably increased in that period.
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It has taken over five years for me to download off my phot and place the photograph in a folder.
One cardiac arrest later, my appreciation of the sticker has probably increased in that period.
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This sticker has me beaten on multiple counts. 1. Táimid ag Beano – I am Beano-ingVery many years ago, on a Thursday I think, I used to be down to the newsagent to get my copy of Roy of the Rovers on the day it landed. Beano – to me – was on the shelf with Dany, Tiger, Hotspur and so many more. I am Beano-ing is a completely new expression to me. Collins Dictionary has a listing for Beano, a noun used in British slang - a celebration, party, or other enjoyable time. So that is an option. This morning I learnt that Beano is also a digestive enzyme tablet to prevent gas, bloating and stomach pain. Another guess is that with the pint of stout and the sausage, there is a strong chance of wind requiring a Beano tablet. Two guesses but no certainty. 2. What is the crest?I have photographed with the phone and the camera. None are clear. With the eye, it is also not clear so suspect that the printing did not have a great resolution. I cannot make it out. There three crowns were checked against three-time winners off the European Cup in soccer and rugby but no luck……. 3. What is the pub?My first thought was possible The Phoenix / El Fenix but not correct So I gift those three unsolved issues to the www for the bank holiday…..
I cannot remember seeing, reading of or hearing of and golf being played in Cork city – ever. But that is no reason obviously for a campaign against it. Living The Dream – One Nightmare at a Time I am reminded that at an Conversational Irish class many years ago, Padraig told the story of overhearing two young American females. One commented to the other that ‘When they ask you how you are…. It is not a question. They are not looking for an answer.’ ‘Living The Dream’ has been my stock response to the greeting ‘How’s it Going?’, ‘How are ye?’, or even ‘Conas atá tú?’. I do not always get the levels in tune with the sarcasm-sensors of the questioner. I spotted Bozo’s take on this a few weeks back – I am deliberating getting some of these printed – business card size. That’s just the way I’m wired I suppose Today, for the first time that I can recall, I saw a Commemorative Sticker. Commemorative roadside memorials, yes - I have recorded over a thousand. Commemorative benches, yes – becoming much more evident. R.I.P. t-shirts I learnt of earlier this year from Dr. Kami Fletcher’s interview on the Death Studies Podcast (21:20) . I saw a video clip of a funeral in Carlow earlier this year and noted that t-shirts of the deceased had arrived in Ireland. But a sticker – not until today – and it was by chance and curiosity. I have been photographing many stickers on display in the public realm – but do not have any image of a Commemoration Sticker. A web search for ‘Commemoration Stickers’ will confirm that they are a thing. ‘In Memory Decals’ similarly throws up lots of options. I did not know one could purchase Craig Breen Memorial Stickers Vinyl decal with proceeds going to the Irish Motorsport Benevolent Fund. Proceeds from Manus Kelly Memorial Sticker go towards Donegal Downs Syndrome. Stuck in traffic on Summerhill this afternoon, I noted that a pedestrian stopped in his tracks and went to look at something in/on a car rear window. That was enough of a prompt for the direction of the route for the dog walk this evening. It was then that I learnt of Mathew Troy, who died earlier this year. He was a Boston Firefighter – and 10 was the number on his fire hat, which I understand to be his Engine Company. Aged 30, he was diagnosed with Stage 4 Liver Cancer. He died aged 32. Occupational Cancer. Tonight’s viewing has been on Firefighter Cancer – a term also new to me. BURNED: Protecting Our Protectors is well worth a half-hour of your time. Today, I learnt something new but know that there is much more to learn. Why there is an In Memory Decal for Mat Troy, I do not know. Why there is a sticker on a 152-C car that was parked on Summerhill, I definitely do not know. Sometimes I wonder if I spend too much time reading and wondering about things that I have seen on display in the public realm. On this occasion, it is stickers: particularly, stickers of eyes, or, at least, what I think could be interpreted as eyes.
Regularly, one can spot the same sticker in many different locations – but not these eyes. Since mid-January, I have photographed over 25 stickers that appear of a similar theme. Only two that I have photographed looked the same. All the others were different. So far I have only seen them in Cork. Last Sunday, visiting St. George’s Market in Belfast, I spotted a first for me – a Sheela-na-Gig sticker. I have noted modern versions on my travels but sticker was definitely a new form to me.
As I walked the block, I spotted 5 more. The various colours suggested different print runs. However, it was the sticker over the eyes that has persevered as the question that has rattled around my head. Why put a sticker over the eyes of another sticker? Were they, as I presume, applied by the same person, or a later addition? What is the message(s)? On my Tuesday early morning drive, the Death Studies Podcast (at 37:10) educated that at the start of the Covid pandemic in India, yellow stickers were placed on the houses of those who had contracted the virus to warn and restrict access. The podcast also reminded that yellow was the colour of the patch required to be worn by Jews in WWII in a number of countries. There may be other stickers beyond the block that I walked. They may have colours beyond the Red-Yellow-Blue primary colour range. One week on, the Sheela stickers and the gag remain a mystery – the reason for yellow even more so. Updated 2024.0422 - Second sticker on eyes - not mouth There appear to be a greater number of stickers on poles, traffic signs, utility boxes, gates – anywhere really that one can apply a sticker.
I have blogged previously about a few of them, and will definitely be doing a few more in the future. This does not appear to be advertising for any particular chipper – maybe just to put the thought in ones head. As it is opposite one of the gates to the College, maybe it is an attempt to prove that Latin is not a dead language. When doing Latin in the dim and distant past, there was a rhyme that I can still recall |
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