" "there is a good bottom to it, ye're just not at it yet". (c. 1930)"
Bee interested to know where that came from

My family were among those who fled the Famine and they still told (surprisingly humourous stories of those times
A Connemara man, naving been told that the streets of England were lined with gold, set out on the great journey
Landing in Liverpool, he was walking up the Floating Roadway when he say a half crown gleaming on the floor
He bent to pick it up, paused, straightened and kicked it in The Mersey saying "Feck it - I'll start in the morning"

My dad wa a reluctant navvy and he spent a great deal of time helping organise the men for winning better conditions on the sites
When he left, after my twin sisters were born, he kept in touch with his former mates who were constantly asking his advice
We were living in Kirkby, not far from The East Lancashire Road so one day two of them working there knocked on the door asking him could he help organise a meeting
He went to the local Priest who was sympathetic and got permission to use the local Church Hall - on the night of the meeting, he went with his mates - this was around the time that the church were using Bingo sessions to raise money
My day came home from the meeting and told the family, "They've got a new game over there - the proest hands outt cards with numbers on them and then calls out a series of number - if you get the right ones, you win a prize,
He's calling the numbers out in Irish so the Protestants can#'t win
Jim