Turas Siar 293 - Michael Ó Murchú (R.I.P.) as an gCartúr ag insin scéal faoi PhílíChat agus faoi ChaolChat na Luathadh.

Bhí sé faoina bhuiche ansin aige agus bhí an dear aige ina lán.

He had it under his arm then and he had the load in it full.

Bhí caol chata den luach ina sheasamh thall sa sealach.

A thin, shaggy cow stood yonder in the shelter.

Dhá chodladh sé féin agus bhíodh sé ag éisteacht agus gluas air.

He himself slept twice and he used to listen and move.

Go bhfeicfeadh sé.

That he might see..

Agus d'airigh sé.

And he heard...

Seán is rang.

Seán is a class.

Rinne sé ní rinne sé ach léimeacht ar Sheán.

He did nothing but jump at Seán.

Isteach sa leaba.

Into the bed..

Fuair sé greim ar an mbuflar.

He got a hold of the muffler.

Bhí faoina bhuíochán.

He was under his gratitude..

Ach níor thaitnigh sise a dhul go dtí an

But she did not like going to the.

Píopa ann, an dtuigeann tú, bhí an olann.

A pipe there, you understand, the wool was...

I dtréan féin.

In my own strength..

Nuair a rinne Seán Dagerh chuaigh suas an Nollaig.

When Seán Dagerh did it, Christmas went up..

Rinne sé breacadh.

He made a sketch..