A few years ago, pre covid ( those were the days) me ma rang me one morning…
- Bernie, can you ask one of your lads to drop over. I need them to get into the attic for me.
- What do you want from the attic ma?
- My child of Prague.
- For what?
- Mrs. Byrnes grand daughter is getting married on Friday and I promised her I’d loan her mine.
- Mrs. Byrne, ‘kisser of the altar rails’? I’m surprised she hasn’t got one of her own.
- She did, but it went missing a few years ago, actually your Koko told me that it was the young one that’s getting married that borrowed it and never brought it back.
- Why would she be borrowing her grannies child of Prague?
- They were going to one of them festival thingys and she brought it, hoping it would keep the rain away.
- She brought the child of Prague to Electric Picnic? I’ve heard it all now. Could she not just have left it outside her nanny’s house?
- She said wanted the good weather in Stradbally, not Drimnagh.
- I thought it was only for weddings?
- It is, but the young one heard her ma saying it was to ensure good weather for your big day and she thought ‘hey this is a big day for me’.
- So, did it work then?
- Kind of.
- What do you mean; kind of?
- Turns out that one of the lads fecked it out the window on the Naas Road near Walkinstown; it never got to Stradbally.
- So?
- So, The sun shone all that weekend in Walkinstown, and they were lashed out of it in Stradbally.
- I’ll send J.R. over when he gets in from work.
*It’s an old Irish superstition that if you place the child of Prague outside on the day before your wedding, you’ll be blessed with fabulous weather for your big day.
Diary of a Dublin Housewife 
Bernie is that a true story about the young girl taking the Child of Prague to a festival.. and it getting thrown out the window. If you wrote that in a book people wouldn’t believe it.
Great post as ever. I hope you and yours are really well 💜
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True as I’m standing here Willow 😉
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I believe you, life is just like that isn’t it 💜
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Life is mad, especially now 😂
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Yes indeed, in the future no one will believe in Boris or Donald !
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Or Micheal and Leo. Pair of gobshites
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Hope you’re keeping well too. xxxx
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We are surviving 💜💜
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Gracious, i’d ask what the young ones will think up next, but i might not want to know!
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Can’t keep up with their antics 🤣
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Of course, I got impatient after I started this post and Googled the statue to see what it meant. Only after I returned and finished what you wrote did I see your explanation at the bottom — which was far better than anything I found on Lord Google. I need to learn patience. Great post and thanks, as always, for the laughs! – Marty
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Glad you liked it. sorry for late reply. Have been offline a long time. xx
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That made me laugh out loud! My aunt in Monaghan tells me about the crazy superstitions in the old country.
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There’s a few mad ones alright , haha
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😁
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I never knew his speciality was weddings. My great-gran’s statue was massive, in a glass case. My mother’s got lost. One day he was on the window ledge in her bedroom (I know because I knocked him over while I was on the phone) and next day my sister’s eldest asked who’d got the Infant of Prague because she wanted him for something. He’d gone. Sounds like they make a habit of it.
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