Saturday 23 September 2017

Billy Keane: 'I'd love if dad was here with me ... but I'm sure he's still walking on water'

'The meek waves were licking our toes like a puppy. The sea was barely fidgety. Toddlers splashed in the shallow, warm rock pools.'
'The meek waves were licking our toes like a puppy. The sea was barely fidgety. Toddlers splashed in the shallow, warm rock pools.'

The sole topless woman among the thousands on Ballybunion beach was discreet. She togged off at the cliff face, near the Black Rocks. I'd say the topless one must have been at this carry on for a while. She was tanned all over.

Isn't it amazing there was only the one? On continental beaches the women throw off the tops with the abandon of a young lad discarding his schoolbag on the first day of the summer holidays. Could it be the lingering scent of incense and the compulsory dress code of holy orders is still with us? I doubt it. No one takes any notice of strict clergy these days.

Most likely the cover up is down to the fact everyone knows everyone in this land of zero degrees of separation. And you'd be a bit shy baring your boobs to the next door neighbours.

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