Happy is he who crossed the gates of Kerbrat Farm on Thursday afternoon, October 3, 2024, and, like Ulysses, made a good trip to the land of James Joyce and almost celebrated as a hero. A door on the wheels of a tractor made for great adventure. Three weeks after leaving for a tour of Ireland, Patrick Curé made a remarkable return to Goulven, where two bells from Bagdad St-Mark, a “women's orchestra”, oysters, pancakes and his friends and wife awaited him. . His family, including his “extraordinary” wife, is called Veronique, not Penelope.
“I've been waiting for it for 60 years”
“Didn't you at least forget me?” “, she laughed after her wonderful traveler husband assured the forty people who had come to celebrate her “joy of detaching themselves from the world. I've been waiting for this for 60 years!”. There, in Connemara, and in the multitude of other magical places on the island of Ireland, “everywhere there are no supermen but supermen.” An Irish farmer came to see me and gave me 20 euros. I didn't spend it. It turned out to be my luck. On the way, I received only slaps and friendly gestures. Not even a young driver I met in the Burren (I forgot we drive on the left!), didn't even criticize me in the slightest. Obviously, I wasn't in France.
Thuram, Glenmore…
Patrick Querrey will forever cherish the image of this young man sitting on the wall with two thumbs up to show his sincere admiration for the tractor driver. “He's the only footballer I like” or even at Glenmore in relation to Bard, he stopped at Thuram. After Kerry, he moved on to an agricultural show in the centre, repaired minor damage to a slurry ton maker, befriended farmers, recognized Dublin before Google Maps, liked Belfast, met Sligo fishermen, “didn't abuse” the beer, “bottles of red I brought to negotiate accommodation”. It is a good foundation”.
Mechanics in New Holland caught the tide. “I drove for 2,742 hours and 2,000 kilometers with diesel worth 50 euros per day.” The box at the back of the tractor was sometimes used as a bed. and B&Bs. Although he admits he hasn't made much progress in English — “it twists the mouth, a pure Irishman warned me” — Patrick Currey has found himself increasingly adept at handling WhatsApp.
He also plans to send Renaud a video of himself planting orange trees around Cork in reference to the singer's “Northern Irish ballad”.
Kudos to the parents
“When I decide something, I do it.” The Gaulvinois peasant's character did not change during the three weeks' journey. But this trip changed me. I had my father's kalabousen (seaweed hood), my mother's shirt, and my godfather's belt (all deceased). I learned about the sacrifices they made without ever benefiting from them. Or for us. This journey is also my tribute to them.” The next step? “Maybe Corsica”.