BOYLE MONOLOGUE
Ah it’s a beautiful day reminds me of em days when I was as carefree as a chiselur and I would sail around Ireland stopping at every port, telling the people of Ireland me stories of sailing the world. I remember it as if it was yesterday, all I had was me thoughts and a bottle of stout to keep me company and the wind blowed in me face and the waves lifted and dropped me boat. Ah em were the days em were the days ehh.
But I suppose you wouldn’t remember em days would ye. In em days Ireland was truly a great nation. Everyone was united and always happy to help out a fallen comrade, I can remember going for a whole week without food jus so a neighbours daughter could go and see a doctor. But nobody was keen to help me where they. when I had no money and couldn’t get a job because of me terrible pains in me legs. I think of the tings I have done for Ireland’s people and look at the way I am repaid I tell ye the whole place is in a state of chassis. Everybody is fighting between themselves. I lost me own son during this, he was a brave lad done his part for Ireland so be it was in vain god rest his soul. He died trying to free Ireland like thousands of others and the politicians give away our land to England. It’s a disgrace our country is in chassis
