We might sneer, but nothing beats the feeling we get from the Rose of Tralee
It's a relic from a time when we were simpler people, and maybe that's exactly why we love it, writes Julia Molony
It's goofy. It's unapologetically uncool. But it's a tonic to our battered national pride. We can't get enough of the Rose of Tralee.
Last week, the Rose of Tralee attracted the biggest audience of any tv show, on any channel, in Ireland so far this year. Nearly a million viewers tuned in to the final. Every family in the country, it seems, sat in last Monday and Tuesday to watch the long line of girls in their fancy frocks taking their turn at the mic.
You too, probably. You there, who, if asked in a poll or down the pub would probably list your TV interests as documentaries, Mad Men and Prime Time. Chances are, you were watching.