People lying outrageously to anthropologists and folklorists and those absurd lies making it into very serious studies is one of my favourite things.
'How many sexual partners do you have? Oh, about 12' Total female population of the island-6, 3 are his sisters. Anthropologist postulates in his work 'ghost marriage' and incest as exlanation. The island is populated entirely by strict Catholics.
Pilates and weights yesterday. 2 hours flamenco practice today. I am becoming my own kind of gym rat. I really want to be an incredible dancer. I want my body to be capable of the kind of expression possible in flamenco. I also want to some day carry children without pregnancy ravaging my bone density.I want womanhood to be a source of strength and pride. I don’t want to be physically and mentally crippled by it.
"Strange tradition from the forgotten rural years." Bees attend keeper’s funeral, 1956.
For some context, the Irish Times is not really read much in Mayo, it is seen as an English paper.
My old Mayo woman told me one day that something very bad had come down the road and gone into the house opposite, and though she would not say what it was, I knew quite well. Another day she told me of two friends of hers who had been made love to by one whom they believed to be the Devil. One of them was standing by the roadside when he came by on horseback, and asked her to mount up beside him, and go riding. When she would not he vanished. The other was out on the road late at light waiting for her young man, when something came flapping and rolling along the road up to her feet. It had the likeness of a newspaper, and presently it flapped up into her face, and she knew by the size of it that it was the Irish Times. All of a sudden it changed into a young man, who asked her to go walking with him. She would not, and he vanished.
I know of an old man too, on the slopes of Ben Bulben, who found the Devil ringing a bell under his bed, and he went off and stole the chapel bell and rang him out."
The eh ‘devil in the form of The Irish Times’ part of this makes me suspect that maybe this ‘old Mayo woman’ was winding him up…..
My goodness in all recent photos of myself on here I’m wearing the same shirt!
It’s cool and comfortable and two days ago on the bus an old lady sat beside me and she was wearing it too!
Got some second hand flamenco shoes and the international market has started stocking rose water. Happy out.