The thread of "where in the world is Spancil Hill" made me think of my time on an Aer Lingus jet at Shannon waiting to take off for Dublin. I was sitting next to a huge lady who wore that really bad cologne like grandma used to wear (puts it on with a Wagner power sprayer). Anyway, she begins to tell me of her "expertise" about things Irish. On and on, for about fifteen minutes she went. As the plane taxied onto the active runway, there were small purple tufts of clover growing around the edge of the tarmac. She grabbed me by the shoulder and literally shouted "LOOK!!! The FIELDS OF ATHENRY. You know, it grows wild all over Ireland".

What experts have you come across?

Bob Pegritz