Thursday, 12 March 2009

"My" Northern Ireland


My Northern Ireland

Only one year ago I was there. One could sense the peace was so fragile. There was a smell of war in the air, but people get use to it. Northern Ireland looks differently from the rest of Britain: people are modest, relatively poorer and there are not obese individuals (which is so common in England, Scotland and Wales). ...And the women are amazingly beautiful !

One can still see traces of bullets on the walls of the buildings in central Belfast – a bitter memento of the Civil war 30 years ago.
My boss and my line manager (an Englishman and a Scottish) did not join the group (an overseas expedition). We did not ask them why. We knew - Northern Ireland is still regarded as "the black sheep of Britain". So, there we were – it was me - a foreigner in the UK and the delegation (also foreigners) who ended up there. Our Irish hostess were great though! We were greeted and looked after as Royals.

I loved my time in Northern Ireland and I sincerely hope the Peace process won’t be “shaken”

God save Northern Ireland – "the black sheep of Britain".

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