{"id":4960,"date":"2021-04-05T08:45:05","date_gmt":"2021-04-05T07:45:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=4960"},"modified":"2021-04-05T08:45:56","modified_gmt":"2021-04-05T07:45:56","slug":"god-speed-all-bikers-and-give-them-sense","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/god-speed-all-bikers-and-give-them-sense\/","title":{"rendered":"God Speed All Bikers and Give them Sense"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The barmaid said to the biker Bulfin<br \/>\n&#8220;God speed all bikers and give them sense&#8221;<br \/>\nLeft him bemused and me amused<br \/>\nAs I read here of her words so many hears since.<br \/>\nShe saw not the joys of the bicycle then<br \/>\nWhat would she make of motorbikes now<br \/>\nWho race in the TT and on roads for the craic<br \/>\nCould she have imagined how<br \/>\nThat eccentricity of those too lazy to walk<br \/>\nAnd not the sense to have horse or cart:<br \/>\nI reckon no, or what is yet to come<br \/>\nThat brings puzzlement to even my heart,<br \/>\nGod speed us all, but don&#8217;t give us sense<br \/>\nGive us the wisdom of wonder how and why<br \/>\nTo bemuse the bystanders with that what we do,<br \/>\nBe remembered like Bulfin, for daring to try.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_4961\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-4961\" style=\"width: 612px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.celtichosting.com\/index.php\/god-speed-all-bikers-and-give-them-sense\/william-bulfin\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-4961\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-4961\" src=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.celtichosting.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/William-Bulfin.jpg\" alt=\"William Bulfin is sketch Detail to the cover of his book &quot;Rambles in Eireann&quot;\" width=\"612\" height=\"451\" srcset=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/William-Bulfin.jpg 316w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/William-Bulfin-300x221.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 612px) 100vw, 612px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-4961\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">William Bulfin is sketch Detail to the cover of his book &#8220;Rambles in Eireann&#8221;<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<blockquote><p><strong>Background<\/strong><br \/>\n&#8220;God Speed All Bikers and Give them Sense&#8221; said the barmaid in Ballintra to #WilliamBulfin, author of #RamblesinEireann &#8211; you have to love the Irish cynicism. <\/p>\n<p>Maybe she forsaw the bane cyclists would be to Irish motorists today!<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Reference:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.irishidentity.com\/geese\/stories\/bulfin.htm\">http:\/\/www.irishidentity.com\/geese\/stories\/bulfin.htm<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The barmaid said to the biker Bulfin &#8220;God speed all bikers and give them sense&#8221; Left him bemused and me amused As I read here of her words so many hears since. She saw not the joys of the bicycle then What would she make of motorbikes now Who race &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[476,54,3429],"tags":[4410,4412,4411,4413],"class_list":["post-4960","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-1916-easter-rising","category-ireland","category-lesser-known-ireland","tag-bike-rider","tag-cycling","tag-cyclist","tag-william-bulfin","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-1i0","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":4202,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/babys-birth-remembered\/","url_meta":{"origin":4960,"position":0},"title":"Babys Birth Remembered","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"10th December 2017","format":false,"excerpt":"Baby's birth remembered: The snow falls on the ground. 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