Correctly address the ten-legged princess, you temporary Emmets.

Welcome to the Blind By Podcast.

If this is your first Blind By podcast,

maybe consider going back to an earlier episode to familiarize yourself with the Lord of this

podcast. It is the third day of April. In Ireland we refer to this as Lejanta Naboria V.

The Days of the Brindled Cow.

It's an all folklore tale, and it reminds us that the first three days of April are unpredictable.

April is when you stop wearing your jacket. You leave your jacket at home in April.

You start thinking about buying t-shirts. Buds are farming on trees, the days are longer. We confuse ourselves into thinking that summer has begun. As soon as the first of April hits. In Ireland, everything is dictated by the

weather. It's violently mowedy and unpredictable. And traditionally the first three days of April

proved this.

Right now it's freezing and windy and rainy.

If I'd have left my jacket at home,

I'd be fucked.

And this is why we have the story of the old

brindle cow. I don't know how old this story is. It's folklore, so it's from the

oral tradition. So it could be as old as you like. But the story goes is that there was a lot of

cows in a field, and it was during the first three days of April, and there was this one cow,

and she was an older cow, she was brindled, so her far was brown with black stripes.

And this cow was boasting to the rest of the herd, about how tough she was.

She was boasting about how the March wins and the rains in March couldn't kill her.

It's April, she says.

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