Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me

After that stirring victory over England, Irish eyes are indeed smiling this week. But now it’s the French. No, not Percy French the ballad writer but then who can forget the stirring words of “Come Back Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff”?

The Garden of Eden has vanished, they say
But I know the lie of it still
Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea
And stop when halfway to Cootehill….

It’s the actual French, from France, and playing in France too. No exile for them, not like that wee Emperor of theirs. Anyways this is a long way of saying that Ireland France is on the big screen from Saturday 10.45, doors at 10.30, beers from 11.00.