During a conversation with a friend, I mentioned that someone from our townland had suffered a serious financial setback many years ago. She was shocked to hear this and asked how I knew. I replied that I had heard it at home—local gossip.
"I never gossip," she said. "Nor does my family." I took this with a pinch of salt; everyone gossips.
The original person who had shared that information about another's finances was in our house again this morning. He told us that a house on our road had been bought by a lord. According to our friend, this ennobled and putative neighbour wished to be addressed by his proper title at all times.
Bert queried,
"And what would his proper title be? Your Lordship? Lordy?"
I replied,
"No! We'll call him Ballbeg. That's his proper title. But if he's a Scottish lord, we must call him Bawbag."
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