First of all, yes, I’ve climbed to the top of Blarney Castle. But I declined to kiss the stone. (Perhaps I would have been more effective in my writing if I had.) My critics can’t blame what I write on that.
I’m putting this post up in order to call your attention to a piece written by my friend Craig Foster — an expert in, among other things, family history — on Irish names. Even if you’re not Irish, you’ll probably find this interesting and amusing:
Just as, though I’m not Irish, I’m going to enjoy the corned beef and cabbage that my wife is preparing as I write.
And I really enjoy Celtic music, too. And I like the Celtic cross. But then, I am part Scottish. So I come by those things honestly.