The legend of Blarney is legended to have come about after Queen Elizabeth the First, said something to the effect of "Lord Blarney sure can talk your head off!". Lord Blarney ( Irish Lords were called after their land holdings, his name was something else) was supposedly a great talker, so much so that when the Queen's envoys were trying to get him to agree to things, he could talk in circles and never agree to their terms, but make them feel like they had accomplished something. In turn, the Queen never got what she wanted and Lord Blarney never gave up what we wanted to keep. Smart man.
How did the gift of gab get associated with a stone on the castle that's very difficult to access? Other than the official story that has something to do with a stone of destiny being split into pieces, etc, if you really want that story google search it. My theory is:
Blarney was associated with fast talking - due to Queen Elizabeth or otherwise. A stranger to Blarney castle asked someone at the castle, perhaps the Lord, perhaps a steward or the kitchen maid, how the Lord Blarney learned to talk such a good story. Since all the people of Blarney have this skill, the answerer of the question said "Oh, there's a stone we all kiss and it gives us the gift of being able to spin a good yarn". The stranger took this story with him (or her) when he (or she) left Blarney and that circled around the country with this stranger on their travels and slowly spread until lots of people believed it. Then much, much, much later someone different came back and asked a different kitchen maid about this stone and she - because of her gift of gab - said "Oh, that's a hard stone to kiss. It's up on the roof." Then later someone picked an actually stone. Now, the owners of Blarney caslte make lots of money from more gullible strangers every year. And that's the true story of Blarney.
Yes, I've kissed the stone, so the above could be complete blarney.
I also saw bog men. They're really really really old dead guys, who ended up in bogs at the end of their lives - or after death. Anyway, they're really cool. All collapsed and dried out. Creepy but cool. I have a tendency to decide how creepy something is by how intense my desire not to put it in my mouth - yes, I know this is an amazingly infantile way of judging things, but at least I'm aware of it and I don't judge more important things, like friends, in this manner. So I decided that not only do I NOT want to put the bog men in my mouth, I don't even want my mouth open while in their presence. Truly creepy, but historically fascinating. They were actually able to tell that one of the bog men has wearing a type of ancient hair gel imported form the Mediterranean. His hair was combed up on to the top of his head and then gelled in place, before he was killed and put in the bog. Researchers have bets on him having been scarificed. But why did he have fancy imported hair gel? I don't think we'll ever know, but it does point out that this bogman was rich when he was alive. Or that the people who scarificed him were rich. Either way.
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I didn't know there was a town named after you! (I told you you were a disney princess)
Also, you make me want to RUN to Ireland as fast as possible.
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