I Know That I Shall Meet My Yeat

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Ah here.

This afternoon.

Sandymount, Dublin 4.

Shame on you, Sandymount and Merrion Residents Association (SAMRA).

Thanks Shane Byrne

23 thoughts on “I Know That I Shall Meet My Yeat

    1. TheQ47

      But the heading on the sign is definitely wrong. It’s not Yeat’s Day.
      It might be Yeats’ Day, or Yeats Day or Yeatses Day, but not Yeat’s Day.

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    2. Barry the Hatchet

      You have your rules a bit confused there, Robert. “Yeat’s Day” is just wrong because his name is not “Yate”. If you want to go for a possessive, it’s either “Yeats’ Day” or “Yeats’s Day”. “Yeatses” implies that there is more than one Yeats.

      Like you though, I prefer”Yeats Day” without the possessive.

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      1. Robert

        Robert. “Yeat’s Day” is just wrong because his name is not “Yate”.

        Well yeah, I would have thought so, but if you follow the link I posted it seems as though it’s allowed.

        That said, I’m not saying that site is accredited or anything – it was just the first result on google …

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        1. The Old Boy

          Private Eye solved a similar conundrum by changing the name of regular reader correspondence feature “Pedant’s Corner” to “Ped’ants Corner”.

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        2. Brother Barnabas

          “if you follow the link I posted it seems as though it’s allowed”

          it actually doesn’t

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          1. Robert

            > it actually doesn’t

            It actually does – but the explanation is unclear.

            And I may be wrong but you’re an ignorant thick.

          2. Brother Barnabas

            you’ve read it wrong – but let’s not quarrel, I know you’re busy (that adult literacy course won’t fail itself)

  1. Dinny Do Well?

    The stink around Sandymount is fierce. Together with the incinerator, there’s panic everytime the Irish Times Thursday Residential Property Porn comes out. Good enough for them. Yeats was humourless, he suits the area. And as for Bloomsday and those gobdaws on their bone-shaker bikes, pissed on claret….

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