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Tadifi's legendBook 3 in 18 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.Meanwhile, Elsa was quietly amused. It wasn't like I could request the SD to force my House Guard to not do something they had been told to do by someone in my hierarchy. That would lead to chaos, and it was unfair to Juanita."Fine," I decided. "Get us three some water. Elsa and I will be practicing."Now Juanita was stuck. I wasn't asking her to leave the room, just leave me alone. I was technically her leader, respect notwithstanding."It is good to see you have not become drunk with power," Elsa smirked once Juanita had left on her errand."Your mockery is unappreciated," I glared back. I was only kidding. "I haven't seen you around recently. It is good to see you.""It is good to see you too," Elsa said in a voice far softer and compassionate than I would have preferred. After all, she had me drugged, beaten, then beaten me up again in the not so distant past.Of course, I had also sexed her up, bringing her to orgasm with my fingers alone. We had also exchanged a burning French kiss in Katrina's office that Buffy was aware of. Then there was the Buffy-Elsa personal feud and the Elsa-Rhada family feud. Balancing that was Elsa's super-hot body and intriguing personality. Sex with her promised to be memorable, more memorable than normal."What have you been up to? I'd like to say I've been behaving myself, but I don't want to advance our relationship by lying (right now, about this).""You are largely responsible for what I've been up to the past two weeks," she stepped back. She tossed her spear aside and entered her fighting stance. How nice of her to warn me, and get rid of her weapon. How erotically odd of her to give me the illusion of a chance."I deny everything," I rocked back. She was blindingly fast. The fact that I was able to block most of the blow was a testament to how much I had learned in the past two and a half months."Watashi wa nihongo o hanashimasu', 'Wǒ shuō pǔtōnghu ', 'Wǒ shuō guǎngdōng hu ' and 'Aku isa basa jawa'," she lectured me as she maneuvered me into a corner with a series of kicks and feints. She spoke Japanese, Mandarin, Cantonese and Javanese. That was nice to know."Wait," then she kicked me off the mat."Amazons don't have a 'time out'," she smiled. I cautiously worked my way back onto the practice area."What part did you play?" I readied myself. This time, I went on the offensive. I used my greater strength and reach to compensate (rather poorly) for her superior reflexes."Someone had to ride herd on those disparate forces. My status was respected by the Amazons, I had experience dealing with outsiders, plus your person Addison nominated me, and Katrina suggested that you and I were close. That was enough for the Khanate. Your embassy and earlier aid to the Seven Families brought the 9 Clans along.""And you stole the carrier?""It was an once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to humiliate the Seven Pillars," she grinned. "Riding in a nuclear submarine was interesting, right up there with running around, spray painting translations next to all the markings onboard the captured vessel. Herding regular civilians wasn't nearly as much fun.""In the annals of the SD, that is going to be a victory hard to surpass," I got out right before my legs were swept out from under me. Before I could roll over, she landed on top of me. She didn't go for a pin. Elsa simply sat there, straddling my hips and looking down at me. We were both breathing heavily."I owe you for that," she patted me on my bare chest."Is that a good thing, or a bad thing?""I'll let you figure that out during the Great Hunt," she gave a sliver of a smile."Not you too," I groaned."Who else are you worried about?""You and twenty-nine other Amazons. By name, Rachel. She's pretty upbeat about her chances and believes she has a score to settle.""Rachel will be a tough one," Elsa acknowledged."Comfortable?" Juanita muttered."Yes, I am," Elsa grinned her way. "Thank you for asking." Juanita gave me a look that suggested I do something like protest, or actually try to fight her off."Why are you being nice to me?" I wondered."I've learned to appreciate your numerous qualities," Elsa enlightened me. "I am also honest enough to admit I was completely wrong about you. You make a good Amazon." That was huge praise indeed and more importantly, it was to a public audience. I was double fortunate that no one was close enough to see Elsa's camel toe resting against my lightly covered hard-on."Thank you. Is there anything I can do for you?""Aren't you engaged to someone?" Juanita reminded me. What she was really saying was 'don't you know you belong to the maidens of House Ishara?' Trust me, I know these things. Had she meant Hana, she would have said Hana."She has the patience of Job," I reasoned. "Oh, Elsa, Job is a figure in the Old Testament of the Bible." I doubted she knew."Oh. Is he a bloody-handed butcher, raging misogynist, or one of those pacifistic wimps?""He's a nice guy who gets swallowed by a whale.""That's Jonah," Juanita corrected me. "Job is the one who was tested by God. Job accepted God taking away all his family, wealth and health, only to be rewarded for his loyalty to God with more than he ever had before.""Wimp.""I would never turn away from Ishara," Juanita rumbled."Zorja would never feel the need to test my loyalty so," Elsa riposted."Oh look," I thrust my hips up. "I seem to need a shower." Elsa's expression was of superiority and lust combined into a lethal cocktail of my demise."Let's go. You can wash my back," she said as she rose over me. She even offered me a hand up. That was unexpected and accepted warily."Is there some battle wound that makes you incapable of bathing yourself?" Juanita got feisty. Holy Hell, she was my Caribbean Buffy-twin."None," Elsa smugly commented. "I like the feel of his hands on my body. He possesses non-threatening masculinity wed with sisterly solidarity. It is a unique experience that you seem woefully unaware of.""Yippee!" I whispered."You really are a man-whore," Juanita declared under her breath."Check," I gave her a thumbs-up. Sadly, Elsa gave me enough respect to walk at my side, not in front of me (so I could have been mesmerized by her buttocks.) As I was stripping down in the locker room, I noticed Juanita hovering close by. "Are you going to follow me into the shower?""Yes.""Why? I am not going to be in danger in the middle of Havenstone.""I'll be the judge of that," she insisted."You do realize I've had sex with an audience before, don't you?""I've been warned about that and know proper counter-measures.""What? What kind of measures?" I was now naked and, towel in hand, was making my way to the communal showers."Charlie horses, trips, stun-gun if applicable," she informed me with relish."You are threatening to damage my prestige," I enlightened her."Cáel, I was chosen for more than my martial skills. I was selected because I will not wilt before your childish ways.""Are you a lesbian?""No. Why would a woman have to be a lesbian to withstand your wiles?""You'll figure it out eventually," I chuckled. Actually, knowing what a playboy-cad I was turned out to be a counter-intuitive edge for me. Expecting me to be a letch just meant I totally ignored the woman. Then the doubt would set in. 'Why wasn't I hitting on her?' she would think. She'd go through the phase of her not being good enough for me to knowing that wasn't the case, definitely, and would come at me to prove herself right. Wham-bam, another one in the can. Oink.Step One: reduce the amount of time talking to her as a fellow human traveler of life. From here on out, I would address her by her name when I wanted something and otherwise treat her like furniture ~ furniture I was comfortable with. In this case, I treated her like a towel rack. She promptly dropped it. That was okay, I was planning to get dressed wet anyway.I rinsed off my hair quickly as Elsa settled underneath the showerhead beside me. As soon as I finished, she handled me a bottle of (scentless) body soap. It was probably one of those the jaguar will smell me coming ten miles away excuses Amazons used to avoid being girlie. I got my hands all sudsy and began working on her shoulders and neck from behind.Wordlessly, Elsa followed my physical directions, allowing me to wash her arms before working my way down her back in languid, amorous circles. Around the 10th thoracic vertebrae, Elsa gave me a deep, cleansing exhalation. I dug my fingers into her taut back muscles, racking them down to her buttocks, deftly ran them along the sides of her glutes and finished up caressing them along the line between her thighs and ass.I worked her buttocks apart, worked my fingers along her perineum, tickling the back of her labia then up, across her anus and back to her tailbone and the small of her back. A crazy idea came to me: maybe I could talk her into a tramp stamp; something like If you are reading this, know I'll kill you next. That would be so Elsa.I lathered her ass up for another half-minute before working my way down to her thighs, starting with the hip joints and then coaxing of her parted lips. I knelt down so that I was resting on the balls of my feet. Elsa obliged me by parting her legs, standing on her toes with her feet over a foot apart, then placing her hands against the shower stall while arching her back so that her hips were thrust back."Oh, come on," Juanita protested. "What kind of bath is this?""Did you hear something?" Elsa looked down at me."Nope. I was focusing all of my attention on you," I smiled up at her. I was really liking the way her muscles were stressed through her exertions. I couldn't seem to pay enough attention to her robust calves. I didn't pass up the opportunity to plant gentle kisses on each cheek either.Elsa's ankles and feet happened all too fast and the pretense of a bath was complete. She looked at me while she soaped up her breasts then let the water cascade all over her body."Thank you, Cáel," she gave me a regal nod of her damp head, turned and left. "Train harder for the Hunt. You are going to need every edge you can get.""I'm stalking oysters over the weekend. They are cunning and stealthy adversaries," I replied sagely. Elsa snorted, then started toweling off as she left, going toward her own locker. I walked past my soaked towel on the floor without a single glance. Juanita stalked behind me, clearly with a lot on her mind she was now waiting for the proper moment to share. I got dressed."Not going to dry off?" she grumbled."I never use towels," I lied. "I like the rain-washed feel." By ignoring her act of defiance, I really steamed her. I wasn't done. As we headed toward the elevator, I opened up with my next jibe. Buffy really shouldn't challenge me so. I'm a past-master of dealing with clingy, bossy women."Regretting you made that bet?" I mused while we waited."What bet?" she simmered."The bet where you assured Buffy and whomever else was in the room that you wouldn't break down and physically harm me ~ punishing me for my wicked ways?""What? How did," she groused then, "You are playing me.""Yep.""You really are full of yourself," she seared me with her gaze."No, but I know what I'm good at and I'm good at frustrating women. I've been working at it for the past four years and I've got over 200 women who would agree that I'm very good at doing it.""Why are you doing this to me? I'm on your side," she turned all pouty and hurtful."Because if I don't, I'll go mad, Juanita," I enlightened her. "You want to protect me, right?""Yes," she sensed a verbal trap. The elevator opened and we stepped in."See, I don't want to be protected," I started."That's,""Let me finish, please," I stopped her. She gave me the visual 'go-ahead'. "I don't want to live a life where I need to be protected. I don't want to worry that women I hang out with could be cornered by some unsavory types at an eatery because those women happen to know and like me.""I admire what you are doing, I really do. This is not the life I wanted, though. This is not what I wanted to be doing four months after leaving college. I wanted to be some corporate worm, barely scraping by on my work reviews and being, as you said, 'a man-whore'.""You don't have that luxury," she pointed out."Am I not doing my job?" I countered."I guess you are," she grudgingly admitted."Yet you feel you have the right to critique my personal life and how I approach it," I related. "I'm not beating you up by playing the I am Ishara bullshit. I certainly don't expect anyone to be grateful to me for the opportunity to be in a House. I don't because I believe that every member of House Ishara has already proven they belong here before I ever meet them. I believe in you. Sometimes I would appreciate it if my sisters would give me the same respect."She looked away because my harpoon had struck home."Unlike the rest of you, I inherited my place in this madhouse. Unlike every other Amazon here, I am only a part of House Ishara because I am the choice of a thousand ancestors to be our leader. Notice that no one asked me if I wanted to do this. And I don't think I ask too much of you because frankly, there are times when I feel unworthy to be in your company.""You are still Ishara and I must still be your guardian," she held her ground. I glared at her. She glared back. I coughed. She kept glaring."What's my name?""Oh," she shrugged. "Cáel Wakko Ishara.""That may sound silly you to, but I have chosen the designations for myself, my First Ancestor and the Goddess for a good reason."We rode in silence. When we got to the ground floor, we made our way to our bikes and got ready to head home."What is the reason?""To never take ourselves too seriously. The worst thing I can think to befall my House is we become as humorless as the rest of the bitches around here. 'Laugh at Death' should be our motto.""Isn't that a bit childish?""Of course it is," I groaned. "You clearly haven't been paying attention to a damn thing I've been saying. I swear I'm thinking about bringing back 'National Clown Nose Day'.""We had a 'National Clown Nose Day'?" she pedaled to keep up."God help me," I muttered.(Where is my Serge?)"You are not going to let me go through my door first?" I sighed in exasperation. Juanita insisted that she go through every door first, because today was so very different than yesterday, when I had Pamela, perhaps I protest too much."You have a gun," a somewhat familiar voice said from inside my/Timothy's apartment. Oh, fuck. Ya know, because Juanita was as pretty as she was lethal, which is to say 'too much for the given company'."Don't make any sudden moves unless you want to see it," Juanita cautioned her."Oh, it's okay," Odette intervened. "This is Anais Saint-Armour. She's a Mountie.""Oh, she's on the List too," Juanita grumbled. "What has he done wrong this time?""Why don't you tell me who you are first?" Anais growled at Juanita while I pushed my way into the room."I don't like your attitude," Juanita glared."Anais, this is Juanita Leya Antonio Garza; she's my latest bodyguard. Juanita, this is Anais, a good friend of mine who helped save my life in Hungary when the 'terrorists' were closing in," I somewhat exaggerated,, she had helped me catch up with the rest of the team when Pamela and I got sidetracked."Why did he chose you?" Anais fumed. Did I mention she's insanely jealous with an aching need to know why I was marrying anyone else, but her."What list?" Odette proved to be on the ball."He didn't chose me. I volunteered for the spot.""Buffy made an anti-girlfriend list. Elsa is on it too," I mumbled."I bet you did," Anais (responding to Juanita)."It is not like that," I moved to interpose myself between my Mountie and my non-mounted (for now) guardian. "I'm on the board of directors for Havenstone now and,""How did that happen?" Anais turned 'The Force' on me. (That's Canadian for the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, really) "You insisted (reference back in the days we were seeing one another) you were impoverished.""I inherited it from my Father,""He's poor too. I ran a background check when we first started dating," Anais kept up the pressure."My Mother?""She's dead.""Okay, it was my Father through a convoluted meandering of genetics," I went back to attempting the truth (shame on me)."Which is it?" she glowered."My Father, but it's too complicated to get into now," I tried to touch her. She recoiled. She was still pissed with me."He's telling the truth this time," Odette rose to my defense."Why didn't you tell me this when you were in Hungary? For that matter, if you are rich, why didn't you use those resources to get yourself out of trouble instead of involving me?" She really was a great cop."I had to make a call to someone I trusted and who couldn't be traced back to me, or Havenstone, or the Irish Embassy," I fibbed."What have you gotten yourself into?" Anais thawed somewhat."I believe I promised you dinner," I reminded her."You did.""Where are we going?" Juanita stressed our lack of privacy."'We' aren't going anywhere. Ms. Anais Saint-Armour and I are going to a restaurant of her choosing. Don't worry about it. She carries a gun.""I'm not carrying a gun," Anais torpedoed my plan."Where are we going?" Juanita repeated herself. I had to switch mental gears quickly to take in the new looks I was getting from Anais. I shouldn't have ignored those cues."I can't get around my personal security service," I sighed. Why did I give in? Anais was all about gathering evidence and then drawing conclusions from the facts in available.I had been involved in some significant bad-assery in Europe that was way beyond anything she would have associated with the old me. Terrorist cells duking it out with me (and others) in a Budapest metro station? A rustic inn being reduced to ashes after a suspected firefight? Bomb threats? A full-scale military operation in Romania?I had been kidnapped with a resultant massive manhunt for me then returned under highly mysterious circumstances. There had been a young girl with me, we were close for reasons not really gone into and I had saved her despite all forms of parenthood had been anathema to me.I was a man who others deemed necessary to protect, thus a man making secretive phone calls, getting snippets of information and being involved in the deaths of way too many people to be the old, playboy me. Who had I become?I therefore might be a man who 'needed' to marry a billionairess due to some unspeakable political reasons, not out of any romantic/sexual desire of my own. Anais knew that I was a commitment-phobe, not a gold-digger. That meant she could be involved with me without it really being cheating. I needed her help, I had reached out to her when I was in crisis and she was in the people-helping business, right?There was clearly more evidence out there for her to discover and she had the good fortune to be able to have me in a spot where I could be interrogated."Where do you want to go?" I disengaged and went to my room. The door was only partially shut as I changed."Eleven Madison West," I was told."Oh," Odette cooed, "that place is expensive.""I know," Anais remarked."Why did you pick it?" Odette inquired."To remind Cáel that meals can be very expensive." That was my 'date' reminded me that I'd cheated with her over the course of a home-cooked meal, cooked not-by-her in someone else's home. I wondered how Maya was doing.Eleven Madison West meant I pulled out one of my Havenstone suits. They were tailored after all and I suspected that getting into this place at this time of night was going to take some charisma and finagling. Dressing as causal-me wouldn't do. When I stepped out, jaws dropped ~ I do look good all gussied up. Odette dispelled the shock by jumping into my arms."You look hot," she squealed. "Too bad I'm not going out with you.""You might want to remember that," Anais griped."We need to stop by Havenstone so I can attempt to dress up for this affair," Juanita stated."How about we call in a replacement? Give you the night off?" I suggested."Who?""Chaz?""You want that British SSR non-commissioned officer to be your personal bodyguard for tonight? You've got balls," Juanita coughed. I took out my phone and got ready to give him a call."Hey, Anais, why didn't you call me to tell me you were coming over?" I carefully avoided the word 'warned' as she would take that the wrong way."I don't have your personal phone number. I called your home phone and got the answering service, last night and again this morning," she narrowed her eyes."Odette, did Timothy get lucky last night?" I looked past the Mountie."No. A good friend of his rolled his motorcycle and he went to the hospital to help him out," Odette shook her head. Poor Timothy. My roomie/fuck-buddy misinterpreted Anais's pique. "Timothy is gay, not a sexual enabler.""Huh?" Juanita wondered."Wingman," I translated. "Sometimes the three of us go to gay clubs where I act as his wingman,""And they feed me to lesbians," Odette sounded enthusiastic. Thanks to me she was hardly a same-sex virgin."If there are three people living here and two bedrooms, who sleeps on the sofa?" Anais skewered Odette with her eyes."If Cáel has company and isn't sharing, I sleep with Timothy," Odette refused to wilt, or cut me some slack with Anais."Isn't sharing?" those ocular death orbs flicked my way."Hmm, if we are going to Elven Madison West, I had better make that call," I evaded. I rang Chaz."Nyilas," he answered. "How are you doing this evening?""I'm good. I have an ex-girlfriend from out of town visiting, she wants to go to a swanky place and Juanita isn't dressed for the detail so,""You want me to double date?""No, I need a bodyguard.""You are assuming I have something appropriate to wear.""You are British!" I protested. "Even your chicks have tuxedos.""Very well. Will this be a personal protection detail, or close support?""Aahhh,""Close support," said Anais."Personal Protection," countered Juanita."The one most likely to save me from being stabbed with a steak knife," I muttered."I am not going to physically attack you," Anais simmered. Yeah, right, I had heard that one before, and not just from her."Personal Protection it is," Chaz informed me."Oh, and she's a Mountie.""Is she armed?""No," I thanked the goddesses."Does she want to be?""Huh? Are you going to arm her?" I panicked."No. You have a NYPD liaison. Give Officer Kutuzov a call and make a formal request. If she is a law enforcement officer in good standing, it shouldn't be a problem.""Oh, I can do that?, I'm not sure that's the best idea," I prevaricated."Man up, Nyilas," he chided me. "You should work on making it so women don't want to shoot you instead of thinking of ways to disarm them.""Spoken like a man who wisely prefers the company of other men," I grumbled."Good use of the word 'wisely'. Next question: what are we using as a means of conveyance?""Umm,""I have my motorcycle," Anais was less than helpful."If you weren't one of the bravest human beings I'd ever met, I would determine at this moment that you are a dolt. Call Havenstone and arrange for one of those Mercedes Armored GL550s. Bring your license. I drive on the correct side of the road and I'm not keen on having a distraught paramour driving into a storefront at 80 kph.""Man, I like the way you speak," I joked."I took advantage of a proper English education.""I was joking with you.""I know.""Can I date your sister?" I didn't know if he had a sister, but he'd hinted there were multiple Tomorrow's out there. Anais' mood didn't improve."Yes. I like you. You are a good bloke.""Does your sister know how to kill people?""Yes. I'd say she's relatively proficient with a variety of small arms and hand-to-hand techniques," he enlightened me."Just checking.""Cáel, every woman you are interested knows how to kill people, or how to have people killed," Chaz reminded me."What about Odette? She's neither well connected nor lethal.""Odette is indeed an enigma. She counters that by being well liked by people who are capable of killing others who hurt her, except where you are concerned. You live a treasured life.""Have you made dinner reservations? If you need me for a black tie event it has to be, what is the American for it, swanky.""That's more of a Cael/Pamela thing," I corrected him. "American's say 'high class', expensive, or 'hot spot'.""Thanks for the update. Make those calls.""O-kay. Will do. I'll meet you at Havenstone in thirty minutes. Does that work for you?""Yes. Make those calls. I'll see you at, 7:52 pm, EDT. Mark.""Huh?""Goodbye Cáel," and he hung up."Who is this 'Chaz' character?" Anais questioned me."He is Color Sergeant Charles Tomorrow of the British Army's Special Reconnaissance Regiment, he's a badass and he's delicious," Odette answered for me."How do you know him, either of you?" came next."He was with," Odette began blabbing 'National Security' stuff."Odette, don't. Anais, he is member of the Joint International Khanate Interim Taskforce along with me. Odette helps out in an auxiliary role," I answered."Cáel, how did you end up doing this kind of work?" she was perplexed. "You were devoid of anything approaching civic responsibility when we were last together. Quite frankly, I didn't think you cared for anyone but yourself.""Hey now," Odette got feisty. She was my friend after all."We can talk about that over dinner?" I suggested. She didn't like that answer, so I lied. "I grew up," which was what she wanted to hear. I was spared any more interrogation at the moment by the necessity of making those three phone calls. Nikita liked hearing from me again, though she was less pleased that it was official business. She did agree to contact the appropriate agency for me, despite me making it for a different female law enforcement agent.I'd wised up about Havenstone. I called Executive services to have the car delivered to my door step. I cautioned the operative that, in my neighborhood, they might be stopped on suspicion of purchasing guns, drugs, and/or a good time. I would have the car in fifteen minutes and agreed to take the delivery driver back to work afterwards. I'd have done it even if I wasn't meeting Chaz.At Eleven Madison West, I got a snooty 'exactly who do you think you are?' followed by 'you will be placed on the waiting list, a spot may open up around 9:50'. Was I going to inform Chaz and Anais of this? Of course not. I planned to beg like a big dog, suggest that while I was a nameless face, I actually knew people, a person, and we'd see how far that got me.While waiting for the S U V to arrive and on the drive back to Havenstone, this is pretty much what followed:"Do you know who was behind your father's murder yet?""Yes, but I can't talk about it.""Was that the reason people are trying to kill you?""Yes. That and other reasons.""What other reasons?""Things I can't talk about.""Why can't you talk about it?""Secret society stuff ~ decoder rings, secret handshakes, writing in cyphers, holding clandestine meetings in public places after dark, and various other things world governments don't want me talking about.""Are you pulling my leg?" I wished I was running my hands over her legs. This wasn't the time for that revelation."No. Most of what I am telling you is the truth.""Were you in a shootout at the Chicago Medical Examiner's morgue?""Yes. I was unarmed at the time.""Was your life in danger?""It depends on what you mean by 'danger'. My allies had guns and were expert shots. I was shot at, but they missed me, so I not sure how much my life was at risk.""Can you please be serious?""I'm trying. You scare me.""You don't need to be afraid of me. I only want to help." That was mostly true. She was a diligent, hard-working incorruptible public servant,well, as long as you overlooked her charging me with bestiality when she was truly pissed with me."I'm not afraid of you hurting me. I'm afraid for you. You are an excellent peace officer and I'm worried that you will learn too much. Then your life will be as screwed up as mine.""I can take care of myself.""The reality that you are going out with me unarmed speaks volumes about what you don't know, Anais.""Don't think this line of questioning is over, Cáel.""Don't worry. I know you are not done.""Very well. How is your aunt?" The crab-fisherwoman, not the Irish menagerie."Happy as a clam, working a real job and living life on her own terms.""Where did you go wrong?" That was a loaded question. I had to tread carefully."A girl humiliated me in high school. I decided to take control of my life and somehow, despite my best intentions to be an unreliable lothario, I've ended up with people closer to me than family,and this constant need for physical protection.""Why are you engaged?" Finally, the real reason she was here. Had she come by to pick up her accoutrements, she would have been gone by the time I came home. She wanted answers, answers that allowed her to be in charge of our relationship again. It was the double-barreled impact of exceptional sex and wondering why she wasn't 'the one'.(Me) "Are you seeing somebody?""You didn't answer my question.""I've answered plenty of your questions. Answer mine.""No. Men expect too much from a career woman." Translation: 'I'm a bitch that, regardless of my dynamite looks and raunchy sex drive, repels men because I'm a compulsive control freak with abysmal trust issues.'"You do put your career first." Translation: 'I've totally forgotten that you are a compulsive control freak with abysmal trust issues.' It was what she wanted to hear."Your turn.""Put on your tin-foil hat. I did it to save lives in Central Asia when the anthrax strikes were going on. I have this friend over there that people listen to.""Who? The Great Khan?"I didn't respond which wasn't the answer she was expecting."How?" as in how could I possibly be good friends with the master of arguably the third or fourth most powerful nation on the face of the Earth"That's one of those things I can't talk about.""Do you love her?""I don't know. I'm lousy at relationships. I get along with her daughter. Her father wants to bury me alive in the Nevada desert. The rest of the family seems to be coming around to the idea that I might be one of them.""That isn't a 'yes'.""No, it isn't.""Do you think you can ever love someone?" If you need translated, sigh, okay, 'why don't you love me?'"Do you mean 'when am I going to stop stumbling from botched relationship to botched relationship and make something constructive of my personal life?'""Yes.""Did I mention that I've discovered I have a grandfather?""No. That isn't answering my question.""It is in a way. Did I mention that Mom had ten sisters I wasn't aware of? I had an uncle, but he died in my arms.""No. My condolences on your uncle. What does this have to do with you becoming more of an adult and becoming accountable for your life?""Did I mention I have an adopted grandmother who is my spiritual twin?""No.""Don't worry about my uncle. He died trying to kill me. My aunts murdered him, though I can never prove it.""Oh.""My grandfather? He was the one who sent those terrorists to kill me. It was his litmus test to see if I was worthy of being in his family. I passed.""Are you serious?""Yes. My spiritual grandma? She's a retired professional assassin. Daily I interact with a half-dozen people who have killed multiple human beings in their lifetimes. You want to know why I'm not behaving responsibly? I am acting responsibly. I'm trying to not get the decent civilians around me killed."She took awhile digesting that. By that time, we had returned to Havenstone and picked up Chaz. I made introductions."So, are you really with the SRR?" she asked him."Yes.""Why are you with Cáel?""My mandate contains multiple answers. Suffice it to say, since my RAF contemporary will not be returning from the UK until tomorrow, I am presently chief liaison officer for Her Majesty's government with JIKIT.""Why are you coming along as Cáel's bodyguard? Don't you have something better to do with your Friday evenings?" Subtle and polite, Anais ain't. Why was I putting up with her? She was a sexual tornado who would try anything once. She was a real prize."First question: Cáel is a friend, his life is in perpetual danger and I consider it my duty to keep him alive. He would do the same for me. Second question: the nature of my present assignment doesn't leave much room for any meaningful romantic associations.""Hmm," I contemplated what wasn't being said. "Chaz, you are nailing one of my security chicks, aren't you?""Yes.""Which one?""A man of character doesn't brag about such things."Chaz was getting some Amazon nookie. I had to find a way to tell him how dangerous that was. She might decide he's make good father material, not a good thing where Amazons were concerned."Are all of his security personnel women?" Anais pressed."Miss Saint-Amour, Havenstone is a corporation that employs over ten thousand people. There are precisely five men currently on their payroll. All their security personnel are woman. Cáel has very limited, if any, input on the matter.""Are you sure about that?""Yes, Miss Saint-Amour. Who would trust a man of Cáel's dubious experience with his own security?" Chaz pointed out."Oh." She hadn't thought of that."Can you tell me why you think his life is in danger?""He is far more likely to be kidnapped than murdered. He possess certain sensitive data that powerful entities would like to access, thus I am his bodyguard tonight. Considering the quality of the women who normally guard him, I consider it an honor.""To guard Cáel, on a date?""He was kidnapped visiting a child at a playground. Yes, we believe his life is in constant peril. The training and experience of his security service is top flight and it has been a pleasure to serve among them.""Were you with him in Budapest and Romania?""The metro station?""Yes.""Yes.""Romania?""Do you mean the counterterrorism action south of Miercurea Ciuc?""Yes.""Yes."Wow, these two were lousy communicators. I could imagine Chaz propositioning one of my Amazons.Chaz: 'You have a superior feminine physique which I find appealing. Want to fuck?'Amazon: 'You look like you have the prerequisite stamina and battle scars to be part of the New Directive. Sure.'"Were you involved in the actual combat? The SRR is normally an intelligence gathering unit.""I was gathering battlefield intelligence, Miss. That required my close proximity to armed and actively hostile enemy aliens (as in they were in Romania illegally, not that they were all supernatural beings). My involvement resulted in two KIA's and one WIA.""Damn Chaz, you rock.""I am a professional.""How many did Pamela gak?""One KIA.""Just one? Whoa, that's so unlike her.""She kept trying to bracket the cell leader (aka Ajax). He had the Devil's Own Luck.""Cáel, why are you making light of all those deaths?" Anais chastised me. "How many terrorists did you wound, or kill?""I wounded one guy.""That is disingenuous," Chaz chided me. "You orchestrated the operation, showed tactical expertise in seizing the most critical terrain feature and engineered the death of the terrorist leader.""My Cáel did that? When I knew him, he was adverse to violence," Anais shook her head."Considering the considerable number of people he's killed, he's still adverse to physical confrontation where his own life is involved. But God help you if you threaten someone he is close to, though. He's the man who can get things done when the team is in a pinch.""Cáel, what happened to you?" she didn't sound upset at all."I learned to care for people beyond my immediate interest, you know, actual long-term relationships," with the unspoken 'as opposed to women I'm currently having sex with'."It took you long enough," she snipped. Reference her being a compulsive control freak with abysmal trust issues.The interrogation was put on hold while we entered the restaurant and,"Mr. Nyilas?" the maytre dee greeted me."Yes.""We will get you a table right away," he nodded obsequiously. What the hell was up with that? Where was my two hour wait time? Oh yeah, I was a minor, fifteen seconds of fame celebrity."Will Ms. Sulkanen be joining you this evening?""No. She had to oversee a packaged Erythrosine-monosaccharides explosion in Boca Raton. Flaming plastic pink flamingo bits were raining down everywhere. I imagine it is taking an Everest-sized load of hush money to keep this out of the media," I replied. I was so eerily sincere, he bought it and a look of horror snuck over his face. I had become the public face of corporate malfeasance."Your table (gulp) is ready, Sir," he began to sweat. He took us to our table for four then beat a hasty retreat. Undoubtedly his civic-mindedness would have him calling up TMZ within a minute. After all, it was unlikely he owned any plastic pink flamingos, or invested in their construction. Once he was gone, Chaz let a thin smile break through his hard-earned military unfazed-ability."What exactly are packaged Erythrosine-monosaccharides?" he inquired."Packaged is self-explanatory. Erythrosine is pink food coloring and monosaccharides are,""Sugar," Anais frowned."Exploding pixie sticks, I have nieces and nephews. You are a genius at misdirection, Mr. Nyilas," he nodded."Thank you, Color Sergeant Tomorrow. It is nice to be appreciated for my bizarre and useless preoccupation," I grinned."You practice lying?" Anais' view of me dimmed."Miss, he excels at extraneous, outrageous utterances. No harm is intended.""Things like I was helping her find her contact lenses?" That had been my excuse when caught coming out of Maya's apartment. Sadly, Anais is highly perceptive and knew the lady didn't wear contacts. The copious female aroma wafting off me certainly hadn't helped."That's unfair," I countered. "Back then, I was a college nitwit suffering from undiagnosed nymphomania. I'd like to think I'm getting better."" tes-vous mieux?" she retorted in French."Je suis assez intelligent pour aller vers vous lorsque des vies  taient sur la ligne." That's right, Anais. When my life and the lives of others were on the line, she was the first one I thought to call. Letting a woman know that you admire her profession, professionalism and reliability never hurts."Are you really a nymphomaniac?" she returned to English. French is the language of sex, as is any derivative of Sanskrit, Farsi and Portuguese. Reference the multitude of Indians, the hotness of Persian women and the outpouring of lust that is Brazil."I had a magnetoencephalography recently. The neuroscientists didn't know what to make of my brain patterns. I appear to be somewhat unique in my madness."She didn't believe me. I didn't blame her. No one really likes hearing a truth they don't want to accept."Here," I leaned forward and pointed to the tiny divot in my forehead. "I was stabbed with a needle in the skull. That is why they looked at me, not because of my sexual malfunction."She touched it to makes sure. We were interrupted by the waiter stopping by to see if we were ready to order yet."We will have three of the most expensive appetizers, dinners, deserts and wines," Anais preempted us. Ugh. I was either a millionaire by the wonders of Havenstone accounting, or broke. I foolishly never looked into such things, never having had much money before. I needed a distraction."Hey Chaz, nice suit," was what came to mind. It was a swell masterpiece of the tailoring arts I hadn't expect from a ground-pounder from a family of ground-pounders serving Queen and Country for generations."Thank you. Pamela picked it out for me, suspecting an event such as this would transpire. She told me you paid for it," Chaz answered."I did?""I made the reasonable deduction that she forged your signature on whatever medium was used for payment," he shrugged, "in the same way she exhibits a criminal tendency toward every other aspect of her life.""What does Pamela look like?" Anais glowered."She's his grandmother," Chaz responded politely. "They make quite the pair. Normally we don't let them alone in the same room. Bad things happen.""Bad things?""Things like that scenic hostel being reduced to ruin," he enlightened her."This is the supposed assassin?""Retired assassin," Chaz corrected her. "So far she's only, what is the term you two use?" he looked at me."Sending a Get-Well card to their next of kin? Pumping up the volume? Making a critical attitude adjustment? Retroactively revoking their lease on life? We have a few.""Yes, those. Pamela has assured the team director that she no longer accepts assignments of a murderous nature. These days she only practices her skills on those we determine are a threat to the greater endeavor," he explained."She murders people? You all murder people?" Anais furrowed her brow. "Cáel, do you engage in these activities?""What? Who? Me? No!" I waved off any conspiratorial associations. "The vast majority of people I've killed was totally by accident.""How do you accidently kill people?" she pierced my soul with her voice."Okay, I let them kill themselves because warning them would have resulted in me and some friends meeting very immediate violent ends," I pleaded."Miss Saint-Amour, I've talked to trustworthy people who were on the scene when this happened. It was a paramilitary action with the lives of children on the line. Cáel acted to save the lives of innocents," Chaz defended me. That is what Anais wanted to believe; that I was basically a decent human being. I was a pig, but a courageous one. I had confronted her after my infidelity, on the other side of the US/Canadian border where her jurisdiction didn't apply.I knew my revelations were hideously hard to believe. In my favor, I had been in dangerous places doing dangerous things. The Metro firefight had been captured on the place's security system (which had been leaked to the public thus leading to some delusional admirers into thinking I would make a great new King of Hungary even though they hadn't had a monarch since 1918 nor was I from the right (Hapsburg) family. In case this whole Havenstone thing came crashing down in flames, I needed to keep my options open).There had been a bomb threat at Mindszent which I had reputable sources call in (and where I had admittedly hung out with a few of the women who saved me from an earlier disaster) and Miercurea Ciuc had made the international news. Well over 100 people had died and some of the terrorists were still at large. The Romanian government declared I had been 'instrumental' in the confrontation without saying what 'instrumental' meant.I was heroically vague, more mature than where we left off and clearly incited pussy-twitching memories. We'd once fucked so continuously hard and long one weekend that neither one of us could stand until an hour after we stopped. Anais was well worth the pain I was contemplating. Sex with her wasn't the pain I was worried about. It was dodging all her calls afterwards. Once again reference her being a compulsive control freak with abysmal trust issues.Oh, how did I know she was reveling in our past coital moments? She hadn't walked out on me yet. She hadn't walked out when she found Odette in my domicile, when she met Juanita, or when she found out that I worked with highly experienced killers as part of my new daily routine.Normally Anais was smarter than this and had a career in law enforcement to contemplate. Lastly, she hadn't asked to be armed, despite getting permission from the NYPD. Had she decided to get a gun, Anais was sure in her hormonally-cascading mindset she would have shot me by now. I incite all kinds of passion in women. It is a curse.The rest of dinner was unremarkable. Anais continued to interrogate Chaz who proved that he was both skilled in counter-interrogation techniques and not willing to spill anymore secrets about what anyone at JIKIT did. However he had provided her with every logical reason to beat feet back across the Canadian border and she hadn't taken the hints about what a disaster sleeping with me could be.We drove Anais back to her motel, then Chaz and I headed home in silence. Despite his earlier declarations, he knew how to drive the 'right' way all along. As he was letting me out in front of my building, he gave me this pleasant warning."I'm not going to lecture you about not going back there, or avoiding the crazy ones. You already know better and are going back by her place anyway. I do advise that whatever you do, don't let her restrict your movements in any way. She's likely to make you pay double for your past indiscretions and take payment out on your cock. Good luck, Mate.""Wait," I stopped him. "Can you help me hotwire her bike? I can use that as an excuse to darken her doorway.""Dolt," he muttered. He helped me anyway because that's what really good friends do ~ assisting you in your self-destruction so we could joke about it later. At least that was what I hoped was going on. Chaz being a closet sadist was an unsettling idea. I didn't get to immediately pursue my plan because,(We work for you, don't we?)At 9 am, the President of the United States of America, after a late night briefing and a good night's sleep, decided that for the sake of world peace he had to intervene in Southeast Asia ~ Thailand to be specific, though he had some vague notion that a summit of regional leaders was in the offing and the US needed to establish some sort of game plan instead of looking impotent and disinterested.Based on carefully selected bits of information supplied to him by us (JIKIT), he ordered two carrier taskforces to move to the Gulf of Thailand to enforce an anticipated UN arms embargo and 'No-Fly Zone'. It would take four days (September 3rd) for Carrier Strike Group Nine (built around the USS Ronald Reagan) and the 11th Marine Expeditionary Unit (2,200 souls) to take up a position in the South China Sea close to the Gulf of Thailand. By fortuitous circumstance, 500 Marines and sailors were already deployed to Malaysia on a joint training mission with the Malaysian Marines.The second one, the USS Carl Vinson's Carrier Strike Group One wouldn't arrive until the 9th, six days later. What the US government wanted to know was what the Khanate and Vietnam would do in those long, lonely six days. The Khanate had as many modern, up-to-date combat aircraft on Woody Island as the Reagan could send up. The Vietnamese could add another 48 planes worth worrying about.There was the added complication that Thailand hadn't asked for help yet. His experts (us again) were suggesting that he was about to wake up one morning and find Khanate tanks rolling down the streets of Bangkok, which

Fr Brendan Quinlivan presents the week's Beyond Belief which includes news from Colm Flynn of a project by the Irish Embassy to the Holy See to provide guidance to Irish visitors to Rome for the Jubilee Year. Also, there is news from the February meetings of Pilgrimage directors in Lourdes and plans for the Killaloe Summer and Autumn pilgrimages together with a jubilee reflection from Sr. Anne Crowley.

Róisín Comerford, Chair of Irish Network DC, discusses the importance of St Patrick's Day events to the diaspora in Washington DC.

The Israeli ambassador to Ireland is accusing the government of "vilifying" Israel. Dana Erlich's claim comes after Israel made the decision to close its embassy in Dublin. It's citing an "antisemitic rhetoric" from the Irish government - something the Taoiseach and Tánaiste have strongly denied. However, the Taoiseach is describing Israel's decision to close its embassy in Dublin as 'diplomacy of distraction'. The decision by the Netanyahu government has been taken due to what it describes as 'extreme anti-Israel policies of the Irish government'. To look at this in further detail, Alan Morrissey spoke to Donnacha Ó Beacháin, who is Professor of Politics at DCU. Left Flag (c) by fstockfoto from Getty Images via Canva Right Flag (c) by oceane2508 from Getty Images via Canva

It's been a minute, as the cool kids say, but we are back with a podcast to tell the community about the latest Arrivals exhibition featuring 18 Swedish-Irish artists at Galleri Assessor, Assessorsgatan 14 in Stockholm on Oct 24-27. Created and curated by Sarah Galligan and Sophie Lundkvist McCormack with support from Tara O'Neill, the artists, the Irish Embassy and the Irish Chamber Of Commerce In Sweden and a host of others, the exhibition's theme is "Beyond The Threshold". I sat down with Sarah and Sophie to talk about art, creativity, and why this exhibition is perfect for people like me who don't feel that they know or understand much about art to dip our toes in the water.

The Irish Tech Challenge, a prestigious competition that identifies and supports high-impact South African start-ups, has announced its top seven finalists for the 2024 edition. Launched in 2022, the Irish Tech Challenge is a leading partnership between the Embassy of Ireland in South Africa, the South African Department of Science and Innovation (DSI) and the Technology Innovation Agency (TIA) in Pretoria. Dogpatch Labs in Dublin and the Wits Tshimologong Digital Innovation Precinct in Johannesburg serve as key implementation partners. The 2024 edition received more than 350 applicants from South African start-ups, with seven ultimately selected as finalists. Each of these finalists will receive a grant of €10,000 and a funded trip to Ireland at the end of September to participate in an intensive weeklong accelerator and mentorship programme hosted in Dublin by Dogpatch Labs. "The Irish Tech Challenge is a flagship programme for the Irish Embassy and our partners, providing an important link for South African entrepreneurs to the Irish tech ecosystem. The growth and success of the programme is a testament to the abundance of talent and creative thinking among South African entrepreneurs. This year's cohort showcases innovation across a number of sectors and will benefit hugely from this experience. We look forward to growing this successful partnership in the coming years," said Austin Gormley, Ambassador of Ireland to South Africa. Dogpatch Labs will serve as the base for the South African entrepreneurs while they are in Dublin. While at Dogpatch, the startups will meet with a select group of Irish tech leaders and potential investors who will help them face the challenges of limited resources, infrastructure, networks and staffing while preparing for scalability across Africa, Europe and beyond. "Our mission at Dogpatch is to create an innovation ecosystem that supports entrepreneurs. The South African entrepreneurs joining us for an immersion week are developing solutions to address critical sustainability challenges. Our own Irish entrepreneurs can learn how we can incorporate this mindset into our own tech ecosystem, while supporting the South Africans in rolling out their technologies to the rest of the world," said Ashley Shak, Head of Sustainability and Innovation Programmes at Dogpatch Labs. Hesus Inoma, Entrepreneur in Residence (EIR) at Dogpatch Labs, said this year's cohort is an excellent reflection of the rapidly developing tech sector in South Africa. "This year's group of finalists are tackling a diverse range of challenges facing countries across the globe and the backgrounds of the Founders reflect the diverse makeup of South Africa, which is truly the country's strength. We are very excited to be part of their journey." The top seven selected startups in this year's Irish Tech Challenge are: Adbot: founder Michelle Geere makes online advertising easy, effective and accessible to small and medium businesses. Athena and lead founder Jabulani Nyembe help patients to split medical bills into monthly installments. Credipple and founder Kgololo Lekoma connect companies across the world to remote work talent with in-demand skills. Momint and lead founder Ahren Posthumus accelerate clean energy globally, fractionally and securely using Blockchain technology. SAMANJALO and its founder Prudence Simelane have launched a Green Tech solution that addresses carbon emissions of fossil fuels. SmartView Technologies and its founder Charnte Marthinus have created a SaaS Solution that helps customers simplify utility management with insights that reduce running costs. The Awareness Company and lead founder Priaash Ramadeen have launched HYDRA, a software product that balances operational efficiency with sustainable impact. See more stories here.

This week, Joanne was on her way to the Irish Embassy and Vogue did a drunk post on Instagram. GOLD. Plus, an email about a married fella obsessed with a female colleague at work... CLASSIC.If you'd like to get in touch, you can send an email to hello@MTGMpod.comPlease review Global's Privacy Policy: https://global.com/legal/privacy-policy/For merch, tour dates and more visit: www.mytherapistghostedme.comFor more information about Joanne's gigs, just visit www.joannemcnally.comThis episode contains explicit language and adult themes that may not be suitable for all listeners.Thank you!

RTE's Paul Cunningham in Israel last month speaking to Tom Hand Abeer Etefa is the senior communications officer for the World Food Programme Our Europe Editor, Tony Connelly in Tel Aviv

The earful gang is back from their own globetrotting, bringing you a new episode of Jumper: in the fourth five, we bring you our award-winning investigative journalism, re-opening the Gregg Baker cold case, and blowing the lid off of alleged used tool stores in NYC. In our analysis, we're having flashbacks to Our Day So Far: we return to the Sphinx, hang ten in Fiji, dangle from large clocks, and namecheck Tanqueray at the Irish Embassy. Discussion on "what are scenes", more time zone talk, and thoughts on probable Paladin financing. Re-introducing popular segment "We Read te Tweets", and featuring new segments "The Extra News Section" and "Jump List".

News; President Pavel: Government pensioners shouldn't carry buden of economizing alone; Irish Embassy marking St. Patrick's Day; Hundreds of Czechs brewing their own beer

jQuery(document).ready(function(){ cab.clickify(); }); Original Podcast with clickable words https://tinyurl.com/2mhfs28q Contact: irishlingos@gmail.com Ban on the Irish language in prisons in England. Cosc ar an Ghaeilge i bpríosúin i Sasana. State Documents: The right to speak Irish in British prisons is a matter of dispute A Republican prisoner in England was given permission to speak Irish in the mid-nineties after the Irish Government and the Tánaiste, Dick Spring, in particular, negotiated on his behalf . Cáipéisí Stáit: Ceart Gaeilge a labhairt i bpríosúin na Breataine ina ábhar aighnis Tugadh cead cainte i nGaeilge do phríosúnach Poblachtánach i Sasana i lár na nóchaidí i ndiaidh do Rialtas na hÉireann agus an Tánaiste, Dick Spring, go háirithe, idirbheartaíocht a dhéanamh ar a shon. Secret state documents show that the Government insisted that the authorities in Full Sutton Prison in Yorkshire were violating the human rights of Féilim Uí Adhmaill when he was refused permission to have a conversation in Irish with his wife and family. Léiríonn cáipéisí rúnda an stáit gur áitigh an Rialtas go raibh sárú á dhéanamh ag na húdaráis i bPríosún Full Sutton in Yorkshire ar chearta daonna Fhéilim Uí Adhmaill nuair a diúltaíodh cead dó comhrá i nGaeilge a bheith aige lena bhean chéile agus lena theaghlach. His wife, Mairéad Uí Adhmaill, and Conradh na Gaeilge lobbied hard on his behalf and Tánaiste Dick Spring, the Irish Embassy in London, the lawyer Gareth Peirce and Cardinal Cahal Daly took an active role in the case. Bhí dianstocaireacht ar bun ag a bhean chéile, Mairéad Uí Adhmaill, agus ag Conradh na Gaeilge ar a shon agus ghlac an Tánaiste Dick Spring, Ambasáid na hÉireann i Londain, an dlíodóir Gareth Peirce agus an Cairdinéal Cahal Daly ról gníomhach sa chás. Dr Féilim Ó Adhmaill was convicted in November 1994 of conspiracy to explode bombs. Ciontaíodh an Dr Féilim Ó hAdhmaill i mí na Samhna 1994 as comhcheilg chun buamaí a phléascadh. He was sentenced to 25 years in prison. Gearradh téarma 25 bliain sa phríosún air. Dr Ó Adhmaill was a lecturer at Lancaster University at the time. Bhí an Dr Ó hAdhmaill ina léachtóir in Ollscoil Lancaster ag an am. He was caught in a garage near Wakefield, Yorkshire with 17kg of Semtex in his car. Beireadh air i ngaráiste in aice le Wakefield, Yorkshire agus 17kg de Semtex ina charr. The problems with the use of Irish began when Dr Ó Adhmaill was remanded in Belmarsh Prison. Thosaigh na fadhbanna le húsáid na Gaeilge nuair a bhí an Dr Ó hAdhmaill ar athchur i bPríosún Belmarsh. He was complaining that he had not received any letter that his wife had written to him and that he was not allowed to have a telephone conversation in Irish. Bhí sé ag gearán nach bhfuair sé aon litir a scríobh a bhean chéile chuige agus nach raibh cead aige comhrá teileafóin a bheith aige i nGaeilge. The Department of Foreign Affairs asked the Irish Embassy in London to investigate the matter. D'iarr an Roinn Gnóthaí Eachtracha ar Ambasáid na hÉireann i Londain an scéal a fhiosrú. The British Home Affairs Office told an executive from the Embassy on 29 March 1994: "It is the usual procedure that category A prisoners are expected to conduct visits and telephone calls in English. D'inis Oifig Gnóthaí Baile na Breataine d'fheidhmeannach ón Ambasáid ar an 29 Márta 1994: "It is the usual procedure that category A prisoners are expected to conduct visits and telephone calls in English. If it is not possible for the prisoner to use English, the visit and telephone call can take place in another language provided the visits and telephone calls are monitored." If it is not possible for the prisoner to use English, the visit and telephone call can take place in another language provided the visits and telephone calls are monitored." Conradh na Gaeilge lobbied the Tánaiste and Minister for Foreign Affairs, Dick Spring. Rinne Conradh na Gaeilge stocaireacht ar an Tánaiste agus Aire Gnóth...

Irish Department of Foreign Affairs through the Irish Embassy in Bangkok seeking an official report on the Irishman's death and helping to make arrangements for the repatriation of his body. The young tourist had only arrived in Thailand the week before staying just outside the capital.https://www.thaiexaminer.com/thai-news-foreigners/2022/12/20/family-working-to-repatriate-young-irishman-odhran-o-neill/James Morris reports from Surat Thani province.

jQuery(document).ready(function(){ cab.clickify(); }); Original Podcast with clickable words https://tinyurl.com/2qz4g9sy Contact: irishlingos@gmail.com Official seal added to the Celtic connector. Séala oifigiúil curtha leis an idirnascaire Ceilteach. In Paris this morning, the agreement between Ireland and France about the power cable to be extended under the sea between the two countries was officially sealed. I bPáras ar maidin inniu, cuireadh séala oifigiúil leis an gcomhaontú idir Éire agus an Fhrainc faoin gcábla cumhachta atá le síneadh faoin muir idir an dá thír. The Celtic interconnector is the name of this major project since the cable stretches between Knockrath in Cork and Ar Merzer in Brittany. An t-idirnascaire Ceilteach atá baiste ar an mórthogra seo ós idir Cnoc Rátha i gCorcaigh agus Ar Merzer sa Bhriotáin a bheas an cábla ag síneadh. The interconnector has been planned since 2016 and in the Irish Embassy in Paris this morning, Climate Minister Éamon Ryan and the French Minister of Energy added their names to the final arrangements regarding its financing and construction. Tá an t-idirnascaire á bheartú ó 2016 agus in Ambasáid na hÉireann i bPáras ar maidin, chuir an tAire Aeráide Éamon Ryan agus Aire Fuinnimh na Fraince a n- ainmneacha leis na socruithe deireanacha maidir lena mhaoiniú agus a thógáil. Taoiseach Micheál Martin was also present at the ceremony in the embassy. Bhí an Taoiseach Micheál Martin i láthair ag an searmanas san ambasáid chomh maith. The Taoiseach confirmed that construction work will begin next year. Dhearbhaigh an Taoiseach go gcuirfear tús leis an obair thógála an bhliain seo chugainn. Minister Ryan said the proposal is part of a "renewable energy revolution" and will result in cheaper electricity charges. Dúirt an tAire Ryan gur cuid de "réabhlóid fuinnimh in- athnuaite" an togra agus go mbeidh táillí leictreachais níos saoire dá bharr. The submarine cable will have a capacity of 700 megawatts of electricity which will have the capacity to supply power to 450,000 homes between the two countries. Toilleadh 700 meigeavata leictreachais a bheas sa chábla fomhuirí a mbeidh sé d'acmhainn aige cumhacht a sholáthar do 450,000 teach idir an dá thír. €1.3 billion has been allocated under the estimated cost of the project - which is a public private partnership - but it seems that around €1.6 billion will be needed in the end. €1.3 billiún atá lamháilte faoi thuairim chostas an togra - ar comhpháirtíocht phríobháideach phoiblí é - ach is cosúil gur thart ar €1.6 billiún a bheas ag teastáil ar deireadh. It is estimated that the interconnector will be operational by the year 2026. Meastar go mbeidh an t-idirnascaire ag feidhmiú faoin mbliain 2026.

This week we head south to hear the tale of Diarmuid Reidy and how an unusual date with a Swedish woman eventually led to him owning his own brewery in Eslöv. There's also a bit of a celebration of the Irish women's soccer team and some news about jobs that are currently being recruited at the Irish Embassy in Stockholm. You can find more information about the Uncharted Brewing Company here: https://www.uncharted-brewing.com/ Support the show: Swish 1232424166 www.patreon.com/ourmaninstockholm

Amanda Vickery is Professor of History at Queen Mary University of London and Michael Crick, a veteran broadcaster, journalist and author

Aisling Moloney speaks to Justin Esibou who remains in Ukraine, six months on from his family fleeing and Thérèse Healy, Ireland's Ambassador to Ukraine, talks about the significance of the reopening of the Irish Embassy in Kyiv.

This is an audio recording from the Centre for European Reform's 24th birthday reception, which we celebrated last night at the Irish Embassy in London. Irish Ambassador to the UK, Adrian O'Neill, and our Director, Charles Grant, gave opening remarks, before Sir Keir Starmer, Leader of the UK Labour Party, gave a keynote speech on Labour's plans for the post-Brexit UK-EU relationship.

On Ceol & Craic we catch up with the Irish Embassy about the recent Bloomsday exhibit, look forward to the

Just how many New Zealanders have connections to Ireland? The Irish Embassy has been trying to find out, in a world-first mapping project.

This week on episode #160 of the Bundoran Weekly podcast, Shane Smyth talks to Bundoran man Pronch Murray who is the Head of Mission and Head of Development at the Irish Embassy in Zambia.The Allingham Festival is underway in Ballyshannon this weekend - their website is https://www.allinghamfestival.com/To get in touch with the podcast email podcast@bundoranweekly.com or tweet @bundoranweekly. Also find us on Facebook at www.facebook.com/bundoranweeklyFollow the Bundoran Weekly on your favourite podcast app, listen to all episodes on demand via www.bundoranweekly.com or just ask your smart speaker to “Play the Bundoran Weekly”! Subscribe to the MassCast podcast here or by searching MassCast on your favourite podcast app.Purchase our theme tune - The Man from Bundoran from the Songs of Erne album - www.modalcitizenrecords.comAll with thanks to aib.ie

Kim har en show tillsammans med Tobias Erehed den 4:e november på Viiva bar i Göteborg! De är två fantastiskt roliga komiker! Här är länk till biljetter: https://secure.tickster.com/sv/8chxkv7lgp8uyrh/products Jag kör stand up nu på torsdag den 21:a oktober på Irish Embassy, Halta kotten comedy :)

John Boylan is Deputy Head of Mission at the Irish Embassy in Ottawa and outlines some of the plans for re-engaging with the community post COVID.

jQuery(document).ready(function(){ cab.clickify(); }); Original Podcast with clickable words https://tinyurl.com/yjuvb9jb Three other Irish citizens evacuated from Afghanistan. Triúr saoránach Éireannach eile tugtha amach as an Afganastáin. The Department of Foreign Affairs has confirmed that three other Irish citizens have been deported from Afghanistan. Tá sé deimhnithe ag an Roinn Gnóthaí Eachtracha go bhfuil triúr saoránach Éireannach eile tugtha amach as an Afganastáin. The three were not told in person, as the three left Kabul Airport. Ní dúradh ar in éindí nó ina nduine is ina nduine a d'imigh an triúr as Aerfort Chabúl. Six Irishmen have been evacuated from Afghanistan to date since the Taliban's return to power, including Co Meath charity worker Aoife MacManus. Seisear Éireannach atá tugtha amach as an Afganastáin go dtí seo ó tháinig an Talaban i réim arís, an t-oibrí carthanachta as Co na Mí Aoife MacManus ina measc. The Department stated that 35 Irish citizens and their dependents are still waiting to leave Afghanistan but no details can be provided at this time. Dúirt an Roinn go bhfuil 35 saoránach Éireannach agus a gcuid cleithiúnaithe fós ag fanacht leis an Afganastáin a fhágáil ach nach féidir aon mhioneolas a thabhairt fúthu ag an tráth seo. The Department confirmed that there are no Irish diplomats in Afghanistan but stated that the Irish Embassy in Abu Dhabi is working with other EU member states and diplomats from other countries based in Kabul. Dheimhnigh an Roinn nach bhfuil aon taidleoirí Éireannacha san Afganastáin ach dúradh go bhfuil Ambasáid na hÉireann in Abú Daibí ag obair i gcomhar le ballstáit eile an Aontais Eorpaigh agus le taidhleoirí ó thíortha eile atá lonnaithe i gCabúl. The Department said it hoped to bring more Irish out of the country in the next few days but found it very difficult to get to Kabul airport. Dúirt an Roinn go bhfuil súil acu tuilleadh Éireannach a thabhairt amach as an tír as seo go ceann roinnt laethanta ach go bhfuil sé an-deacair dul isteach san aerfort i gCabúl. The Department also indicated that a small number of Irish citizens remain in Afghanistan despite the crisis there. Thug an Roinn le fios chomh maith go bhfuil líon beag saoránach Éireannach le fanacht san Afganastáin ainneoin na géarchéime ansin. These, it was said, are people who work for the United Nations and other international organizations. Is daoine iad seo, a dúradh, atá ag obair do na Náisiúin Aontaithe agus d'eagraíochtaí idirnáisiúnta eile.

This week on the Bundoran Weekly podcast, Shane Smyth talks to Bundoran man Pronch Murray who is the Head of Mission and Head of Development at the Irish Embassy in Zambia. To get in touch with the podcast email podcast@bundoranweekly.com or tweet @bundoranweekly. Also find us on Facebook at www.facebook.com/bundoranweeklySubscribe to the Bundoran Weekly wherever you get your podcasts, listen to all episodes on demand via www.bundoranweekly.com or just ask your smart speaker to “Play the Bundoran Weekly”!Subscribe to the MassCast podcast here or by searching MassCast where you get your podcasts.Purchase our theme tune - The Man from Bundoran from the Songs of Erne album - www.modalcitizenrecords.comAll with thanks to aib.ie

A life changing phone call, a hug-fest, watching the Chernobyl disaster unfold from the Irish Embassy in Moscow and more........ with Peter Trant, Joe Hayes, Angela Keogh, Catherine Foley, Gerry Moran and Gerry Dawe

In this episode, recorded on zoom from Dublin, Kerry, Berlin and Limerick, Emmett Scanlon speaks to Noreille Breen, Tom O Brien, Jennifer O Donnell and Andrew O Murchu. The conversation begins with the notion of architects being asked or expected to "take a position", with each architect in turn outlining how they begin a project but also their reaction to that notion of position-taking means in architecture. The quartet discuss the form and nature of their individual practices in architecture, their desire for public work, the possibility of architects contributing to wider strategic thinking and policy, and at what point architects might just have to stop producing. About Noreile Breen | Noreile Breen studied architecture at the Dublin School of Architecture, DIT. She worked with Atelier Bow-Wow in Japan and Steve Larkin Architects before establishing her own practice which is based between Dublin and Kerry, Ireland. Her practice is focused on creating buildings which have a rich spatial character and are rooted in the built heritage of the Irish rural landscape. About Tom O Brien | T O B Architect is an explorative, critical architectural practice based in Dublin and Co. Tipperary, Ireland. It was founded by Thomas O Brien in 2013 and since then has earned a reputation as an expansive practice that incorporates an ongoing examination of the complex inter-related nature of material things, humans, animals, and plants into each project. The practice has been recognised domestically and internationally, receiving an Architectural Association Award 2019 for Killan Farmhouse, and being shortlisted for the international Architectural Review Emerging Architect prize in 2018. Thomas has been supported by an Arts Council Bursary in 2020. Thomas is a Design Fellow at University College Dublin where he teaches in the first year studio. . About Jennifer O Donnell | Jennifer O'Donnell is an Irish architect, teaching assistant at the TU Braunschweig and founding partner at plattenbaustudio. Jennifer studied Architecture at University College Dublin, following which she worked for GKMP Architects and Sauerbruch Hutton Architects before founding her architecture practice Plattenbaustudio in Berlin in 2018, together with her partner Jonathan Janssens. Plattenbaustudio began with an idea about combining the practice of designing and building architecture with a sustained focus into the potential of architectural drawing as a tool for investigation and communication. Since then the studio has grown to specialise in the development of architectural drawings for research, for public and private clients, for exhibition and dissemination- run in tandem with their building projects. Plattenbaustudio's work has been exhibited at the Irish Museum of Modern Art, the London Festival of Design and the Irish Embassy in Berlin. Jennifer herself was awarded the AGA Gold Medal in Architecture upon her graduation from UCD Dublin in 2012, was the recipient of an Irish Arts Council Architecture Bursary Award in 2019. . About Andrew O Murchu | Andrew Ó'Murchú is a co-founder of BothAnd Group, with Kate Rushe, Alice Clarke, and Jarek Adamczuk. BothAnd Group is a collaborative research and spatial design practice that aims to understand the behaviour of living systems and deploys architecture as a methodology to look at the world. Andrew currently lectures in architecture at both TU Dublin and Ravensbourne University London. With Jarek Adamczuk, he was the recent recipient of the Arts Council's ‘Next Generation Artist Award'. __ Music is by Sinead Finegan, played by the Delmaine String Quartet (Philip Dodd, leader). The podcast was recorded on Zoom in February 2021.

Leon celebrates the music of David Keenan and Imelda May; and finds out what's happening in Ireland. He also discusses the launch of the "Irish in NZ Project" by the Irish Embassy!

In this panel discussion, which is jointly organised by the Embassy of Ireland to Belgium, the Department of Foreign Affairs and the IIEA, three distinguished Irish women highlight their experiences in senior leadership roles and offer perspectives on how the application of the Women, Peace and Security, (WPS), agenda can enhance foreign, security and defence policy. 2020 marks the 20th anniversary of the UN Security Council Resolution 1325 and is the 25th anniversary of the Beijing Declaration and Platform for Action. To celebrate these milestones, the panel discusses how the meaningful participation of women at the decision-making table can shape better policy and operational decisions. This event is part of the Irish Embassy's #VisibleWomen2020 initiative, amplifying the female voice and women's role in diplomacy, development, entrepreneurship and the arts. About the Speakers: Brigadier General Maureen O'Brien is the most senior woman serving in the Irish Defence Forces and the first Irish woman to achieve the rank of Brigadier General. She is Deputy Force Commander of the UN Disengagement Observer Force Mission in the Golan Heights, and has extensive overseas experience in Lebanon, Western Sahara, East Timor, Chad and Sarajevo. Jacqui McCrum is the first woman to lead the Department of Defence as Secretary General. Previously, she was Deputy Secretary General in the Department of Employment Affairs and Social Protection, Director General and Accounting Officer in the Office of the Ombudsman, Offices of the Information Commissioner, and Commissioner for Environmental Information, Standards in the Public Office Commission, Referendum Commission and Commission for Public Service Appointments. Sonja Hyland is the first woman to serve as Political Director in the Department of Foreign Affairs. She has also served as Ireland's Ambassador to Ethiopia, South Sudan, Djibouti, IGAD and the African Union, and Ireland's Ambassador to Mexico, Cuba, El Salvador, Nicaragua, Costa Rica, Venezuela, Colombia and Peru.

Candice Gordon is an Irish musician who has just been appointed the first full time cultural officer at the Irish Embassy in Berlin. Cultural Diplomacy is a change of pace for Candice and she joins Dave to tell him all about her new gig!

Candice Gordon is an Irish musician who has just been appointed the first full time cultural officer at the Irish Embassy in Berlin. Cultural Diplomacy is a change of pace for Candice and she joins Dave to tell him all about her new gig!

Candice Gordon is the new cultural officer at the Irish Embassy in Berlin. The musician is known well beyond Berlin’s music scene for her haunting voice and prolific lyrics.

The lads come live from The Irish Embassy on Yonge street right after the Ireland v Belgium game

Des calls in with the news from Ireland Shane O'Neill calls in from the Irish Embassy to update the Six Nations

Jacob Jonas In this episode Mark Masters talks to Jacob Jonas, a 2+ year comedian who started in Durango, CO and now based in Denver, CO. Mark drives Jacob from the Capitol Hill neighborhood around Denver to a number of open mics, and in-between to Comedy Works as they talk comedy, comedians, and stand up comics. They discuss: - an intro from Mark, Hannibal Buress mention - Jacob Jonas joins - Breakfast King, old restaurant, new mic - Deadroom, LLC - Brunch comedy show, There - Almost 3 years in comedy - Durango comedy scene - Mark’s history with comedy - Freak train, Bug Theater - Mistakes on stage - Audience visibility - Syntax Physic Opera - Be nice to newer comics? - NY and SF scenes nicer than Denver - Gotham bringer show NYC, Andrew Schulz - Set goals - Building a set, Jacob process - Joke documents in Google docs - Recycling old jokes into new material - 8 hour comedy shift - Mark challenge: not repeat any jokes tonight - The Goods mic, Chuck Roy, Mike Langworthy - Michael Isaacs, repeating material - Secret Comedy Works offices [Breakfast King] - good crowd, early mic - diner friendly material - Mark hand motion and mic in the stand - Body language - An advantage of comic turnover (old jokes can be new again) - Show at the Breakfast King (after midnight) - Documentary (https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCujNO4Cz42WodqT89GhR0Jw - Jacob Jonas on YouTube - Video editing tools, Sony Vegas - First ever mic, Irish Embassy back bar, underground - Time machine question - Be open to bombing - Be conversational - Washington Park - A well deserved bomb - Streets of London, Lion’s Lair, 3 Kings (the meanest mics in Denver) - Mark is old and gets tired - Are there mics that are not worth it? - Goals and challenges for next mic, movement, longer set - Nervous about act-outs and voices - Impersonations - Contest comedy and getting judged (Durango example) - Merging two bits together [Tea Street] - Heading to Comedy Works - Host at start - 3 “surprise” audience members Mark bombed with - Mark up to 16 minutes, Jacob up to 11 on the night - Burger King jokes - 3rd year of comedy lessons - how to use open mics - Mark’s first open mic - It feels good to see a terrible open mic comic if they are brand new - Megan and Laura open-mic hosts - New Talent Night at Comedy Works - Kelsey Cook - Working out material - Psychedelic mushrooms - Combining random topics - Jokes like a puzzle - Jeff Stonic, David Leipzig, Josh Grambo - Basement open mics (like in the home) - Driving solo and working out material - Watching stand-up - Louis C.K. in Denver last Thursday, Joe List opener - Analyzing amateur stand-up - The book, Not Good Yet - Writing process - Writer square parking lot - Talking about 2nd book [New Talent Night at Comedy Works, watching only] - Newbies crushed - Kelsey Cook drop-in - Salma Zaky 5 minute spot - Running an open mic, Friday night mic Polycarbonate - Derek Walton, a role model for running a mic - Finding a venue for an open mic - Important things about open mic success [Irish Snug] - Derek Walton - Mark past 20 minutes of material - Graphic design - Good and bad comedy posters - Photoshop, Pixelmator Pro - Social media by proxy - Facebook and comedy - Email and young people - Creating your own stage time - Not on Facebook, a pro for mental health - Alec Flynn, Kira MagCalen (artist and comic) - Goals, crowd work - Mutiny [Mutiny Information Cafe] - Mark up to 28 minutes, now 11:46PM - Show running tips, promotion - Voodoo Doughnuts - Oren Be, Irish Rover - Harrison Garcia, Jagged Mountain - Mark’s secret to promoting comedy shows - Cortez, CO - Mark is tired - Mark is cold - Mark is old - Mark love note story - Unusually attentive audience - Jose Macall, Jim owner of Mutiny - The value of open mics - The number of open mics - Cliffhanger [Kynga’s] - Mark kind of made it to 40 minutes - Spreadsheet of mics - Jacob got to 24 minutes - Got up quickly, nice surprise - Jacob on doing the same joke five times in one night - Jacob is tired, but still not old! - Mark is angry about one of the open mic comics - A bunny - The end of an epic run - https://www.instagram.com/papar_mosxas/ (Jacob Jonas) And much, much more. Strap in. This is a good one. Brought to you by Not Good Yet, the book by Mark Masters. www.notgoodyet.com

El Cónsul de la Embajada de Irlanda en Colombia, Maurice Nolan, se reúne con nosotros para conversar sobre el primer aniversario de la embajada y para mirar sus eventos en 2020.Un desarrollo positivo para los colombianos que solicitan una visa para visitar Irlanda es que la totalidad del proceso se estará realizando acá en los próximos meses, eliminando la necesidad de que los solicitantes envíen sus documentos a la embajada en México como tienen que hacer actualmente. Como explica el Cónsul Nolan, esto va a ahorrar tiempo y dinero.Otro tema común planteado con la embajada es la falta de la cerveza Guinness en Colombia, ¿podrás creerlo? ¡El cónsul nos asegura que las negociaciones están avanzadas para superar esta deficiencia!Consul at the Irish Embassy in Colombia, Maurice Nolan, joins us to chat about the mission's eventful first year and looks ahead to what is gearing up to be an even busier 2020.One positive development for Colombians making visa applications to visit Ireland is that the whole process will shortly be carried out here, eliminating the need for applicants to send their documents to the embassy in Mexico as they currently have to. As Consul Nolan explains, this should save time and money.Another common topic raised with the embassy is, believe it or not, the unavailability of Guinness in Colombia. The consul assures us that negotiations are well underway to address this particular shortcoming!

Helen McEntee, Irish Minister for European Affairs, addressed the BMW Center conference, "Bridging the Atlantic: Ireland's Role in EU-US Relations After Brexit," organized in collaboration with the Georgetown Global Irish Studies Initiative, University College Dublin Clinton Institute, and the Irish Embassy in Washington, DC, on December 5, 2019.  The Europe Desk is a podcast from the BMW Center for German and European Studies at Georgetown University in Washington, DC. It brings together leading experts working on the most pertinent issues facing Europe and transatlantic relations today. Music by Sam Kyzivat and Breakmaster Cylinder Production by Alistair Somerville Design by Sarah Diebboll Communications by Laura Rodriguez and Charlie Fritz https://cges.georgetown.edu/podcast Twitter and Instagram: @theeuropedesk If you would like a transcript of this episode, more information about the Center's events, or have any feedback, please email: theeuropedesk@gmail.com.

Helen McEntee, Irish Minister for European Affairs, spoke to us about Brexit, Ireland's relationship with the United States, and protecting the Good Friday Agreement.  Recorded as part of the BMW Center conference, "Bridging the Atlantic: Ireland's Role in EU-US Relations After Brexit," organized in collaboration with the Georgetown Global Irish Studies Initiative, University College Dublin Clinton Institute, and the Irish Embassy in Washington, DC, on December 5, 2019.  This episode was produced in partnership with the Georgetown Journal of International Affairs, the official publication of the School of Foreign Service.  The Europe Desk is a podcast from the BMW Center for German and European Studies at Georgetown University in Washington, DC. It brings together leading experts working on the most pertinent issues facing Europe and transatlantic relations today. Music by Sam Kyzivat and Breakmaster Cylinder Production by Alistair Somerville and Simon Close  Interviews and editing by Alistair Somerville and Steven Vo (Georgetown Journal of International Affairs) Design by Sarah Diebboll Communications by Laura Rodriguez and Charlie Fritz https://cges.georgetown.edu/podcast Twitter and Instagram: @theeuropedesk If you would like a transcript of this episode, more information about the Center's events, or have any feedback, please email: theeuropedesk@gmail.com.    

In this episode, Daniel Stevens and I discuss our different but similar backgrounds in religion and learning to view things through an archetypal lens. We also touch on "Irish Embassy's", his visits to events like GenCon, and building up virtuous habits through Mussar. See the video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FYhBRdqiF8E Learn more here: Mussar https://mussarinstitute.org/ GenCon https://www.gencon.com/

Wes Stein is a comedian, actor, family man, and he is here to promote the 2019 Four Corners Comedy Festival. Festival dates are Aug 22-25, there will be a Laugh Therapy Open Mic under the Irish Embassy on Thurs the 22nd, followed by a show at El Rancho. The next 2 days there will be 5 shows at the Henry Strater Theatre, followed by a Best of the Festival on Sunday Night at the Fort Lewis College Concert Hall. Brian performs on the Sat 5:00pm show, show up and support. Thanks for listening. We love you all. Intro/Outro music by Ethen Esparza https://soundcloud.com/hiphoptrip Follow Wes on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/comedyshowcasedurango/ Instagram https://www.instagram.com/wessteincomedy/ or comedyshowcasedurango.com Follow us on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/glw_podcast/ Facebook https://www.facebook.com/greenlightweekend/ and YouTube https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCvWtSBMa_E7fXnlDO-Ipdjg SoundCloud https://soundcloud.com/user-591489204

WIP Forum DC - Identity - The changing nature of Irishness and the relationship with Irish America This discussion was part of the WIP DC Forum - focused on issues facing Ireland & Northern Ireland's future. The conversation was hosted by Molly Muldoon, Alumna of the Washington Ireland Program Class of 2007 and Public Relations Director at Siegal + Gale. Panelists were: Cody Keenan, Senior Advisor and Director of Speechwriting for President Obama Suzanne Lynch, Washington Correspondent for the Irish Times. The event was supported the Irish Embassy in Washington through the Emigrant Support Program. The event was hosted in the offices of the DC Bar.

Business: Preparing for transformation in trade, finance and the way we work This discussion was part of the WIP DC Forum - focused on issues facing Ireland & Northern Ireland's future. The conversation was hosted by Eamonn Fitzgerald, Vice Chair of the WIP Board, Alumnus of the Washington Ireland Program Class of 2010 and Strategic Partnership Lead for Indeed.com. Panelists were: Grainne McNamara Principal at EY (NYC) Jim Carroll, Senior Vice President, Global Government Relations, Honeywell The event was supported the Irish Embassy in Washington through the Emigrant Support Program. The event was hosted in the offices of the DC Bar

Ireland's role in shaping the global future of privacy and expression This discussion was part of the WIP DC Forum - focused on issues facing Ireland & Northern Ireland's future. The conversation was hosted by Kevin Dillon, Alumnus of the Washington Ireland Program Class of 2007 and Head of Research for Fianna Fail. Panelists were: Nuala O'Connor, President & CEO of the Center for Democracy & Technology Rob McDowell, Partner at Cooley and former Commissioner at the FCC The event was supported the Irish Embassy in Washington through the Emigrant Support Program. The event was hosted in the offices of the DC Bar on July 19 2019

Ireland's role and responsibilities in a disrupted world. This discussion was part of the WIP DC Forum - focused on issues facing Ireland & Northern Ireland's future. The conversation was hosted by Megan Smith, graduate of Maynooth University and the University of Warwick. Megan was speaking with Tom Wright, Director of the Center on the United States and Europe and a senior fellow in the Project on International Order and Strategy at the Brookings Institution The event was supported the Irish Embassy in Washington through the Emigrant Support Program. The event was hosted in the offices of the DC Bar

Welcome to the July episode of the Celtic Club Melbourne Podcast. A bit of housekeeping; we’re now on Spotify Podcasts https://open.spotify.com/show/0JmN7AsLUpkcyOtRMHwDsi The new financial year is a good time to check that your Celtic Club membership is in order. You can renew or apply at https://www.celticclub.com.au/index.php/members/membership This month’s guest is the Irish Minister for Diaspora and International Development, Ciaran Cannon TD. Minister Cannon was visiting Australia as part of Global Ireland consultations to engage the Irish diaspora around the world. Sydney podcast PatChats recorded the conference at the Irish Embassy in Canberra for their latest episode, which you can subscribe to here https://podcasts.apple.com/co/podcast/patchats/id1456219583?l=en You can also read Billy Cantwell’s speech in The Irish Echo - https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/australias-irish-success-story-despite-unique-billy-cantwell/ - And mine in Tintean - https://tintean.org.au/2019/07/07/irish-government-on-a-mission-to-understand-needs-of-the-diaspora/ Some updates from this Irish Film Festival. Unquiet Graves director Sean Murray’s Facebook page contains extra content on this doco facebook.com/Seanmurrayfilm A Lifetime of Stories, a documentary on Irish seniors living in Sydney created by festival director Enda Murray premiered at the Festival, is available to stream online at http://irishassociation.org.au/a-lifetime-of-stories-seniors-oral-history-project/ Our Instagram pick for July is www.instagram.com/pawsomedoctor , aka Dr Oisín Tracey - an Irish emergency vet and volunteer wildlife vet in Perth, documenting his adventures around beautiful Western Australia with adorably feathered and furry colleagues. Christmas in July at the Celtic Club is just around the corner. Join us for a three course meal and festive cheer on Saturday 27 July at 7:00pm at the Celtic at Metropolitan – 42 Courtney Street, North Melbourne. Tickets are $75 per person, including a complimentary drink on arrival. Book tickets at https://www.eventbrite.com/e/christmas-in-july-tickets-64955655113 The Irish Passport has released the first of a two-part series on dealing with the past and intergenerational trauma in Northern Ireland, dedicated to murdered journalist Lyra McKee. Listen in at https://podcasts.apple.com/au/podcast/the-irish-passport/id1246162545 Don’t forget to subscribe, share and leave us a review in iTunes. You can get in touch with us at celticclubmelbournepodcast@gmail.com with your feedback.

Today we talked to Peter Ryan, the Irish Ambassador to New Zealand about Brexit, the Irish Language and, of course, the Rugby World Cup.Ambassador Ryan has served as Second Secretary and Deputy Head of Mission at the Irish Embassy in Seoul, Korea, before moving to the Embassy of Ireland, Singapore and working for the Department of Communications, Marine and Natural Resources covering ICT, science and energy policy in the Asia-Pacific Region. After that, he was appointed Director of the Asia-Europe Foundation in Singapore before moving to New York as Deputy Consul General for three years. He served four years as Consul General of the Consulate General, Hong Kong, before taking up his current role as resident Ambassador to New Zealand.================Youtube https://goo.gl/uLs7j5Spotify https://goo.gl/zYQUhCiTuneshttps://goo.gl/rMFT7FStitcherhttps://goo.gl/GQkfpS

Adam left the Irish Embassy’s St Patrick’s day party early for this. But don’t worry, he’s been stockpiling Gin and Tonics. Editor: Dino Sofos

St Brigid is having a 'moment'. For too long the iconic patron saint of Ireland has been overshadowed by St Patrick, but now Lá Fhéile Bríde has become an annual celebration of Irish Women. It began in the Irish Embassy in London and now takes place across the world at various Irish embassies, consulates and other venues. This year Róisín Ingle took part in the festivities when she joined RTÉ's Aine Lawlor, Marie Claire editor-in-chief Trish Halpin, former Irish rugby international Sophie Spence and actor Olwen Fouréré for a discussion about challenge and change in women's lives at the Irish Embassy in London. Today's podcast is an edited version of that conversation.

The President is Guest of Honour at an event celebrating the creativity of women. The event, organised by the Irish Embassy in London, celebrates the contributions and talents of women in many fields, including the arts, architecture, fashion, business, science and technology. St Brigid’s Feast Day was originally a pagan festival called Imbolc, marking the beginning of spring. Lá Fhéile Bríde celebrates the arrival of longer, warmer days and the early signs of spring. In the pagan tradition, the day also celebrates Brigid's divine femininity.

President Michael D. Higgins, accompanied by his wife Sabina, travelled to London to participate in the Embassy of Ireland’s 2016 commemoration programme. The President addressed a gathering of people a reception hosted by Ambassador Mulhall in honour of the President’s visit, before attending the ‘Imagining Ireland’ concert at the Royal Festival Hall.

With international trade negotiations offering the potential for stronger ag exports, it's important to understand some of the key differences between the U.S. and other trading partners. In this week's Open Mic, John Dardis tells how the Irish view some of the trade barriers on both sides of the Atlantic. Dardis is a fifth generation farmer, who trained as a plant breeder, and currently serves as the Agricultural Attache for the Irish Embassy in Washington, D.C. Dardis sees Ireland's agricultural future in the amount of beef, dairy, whiskey and other high value exports the island nation can ship around the world while creating much needed jobs. He also offers perspective on biotechnology acceptance and how Ireland is trying to build their next generation of young farmers.John DardisJohnDardis.JPG

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