Irish Travellers (Irish: an lucht siúil, Shelta: Pavee) are a traditionally nomadic people of ethnic Irish origin, who maintain a separate language and set of traditions.
They are not "Gypsy" by ethnicity, but Irish by blood and lead a similar yet distinct lifestyle.
According to his wiki page. Can somebody from the England or Ireland tell me what this means?
In America we don't have gypsies, we have "homeless" people or hobos.
Everything you read on Wiki is not neccessarily true. I, just last week found that a famous tennis player of the 1920's who died in 1938, was quoted as being the FIRST COUSIN of a celebrity business person of today, born in 1963, who was only related through her great-great, granduncle.............. I know this because I got in touch with her about it.
Maybe a Gyppo/Traveller is a product of intermarriage, although unlikely, since Gypsys always used to marry within their own ranks. Anyway,since I was born and grew up in Ireland, where they are common, I can tell you what I know...or THINK I know. Gyppos are just a slang term for Gypsys, once normal, nowadays thought to be pejorative, although I don't know why. Just like once-Negros are now Afro-Americans. Named thus because it used to be thought they originated in Egypt. What they are today are a recognised Minority People and all over Europe. Even in the USA.
A Traveller is.......what can I say. When I was growing up, and until I left Ireland I never heard the term "Traveller" They were "Tinkers". I think they began to be called 'Travellers" when Political Correctness made it's impact on Ireland, where, like everything else, was later than ANYWHERE else.
Gypsys and Tinkers are not the same, although there are certain similiarities, such as living outdoors, Gypsies favoured caravans, Tinkers, very low, subsistence level lifestyles, and Gypsys were always a grade or two higher and have a recognised language and other cultural differences.
Just about a block or so from where my late brother lived, in a very upscale area in Dublin was a grassy widening of the country style road, and this was a regular camping spot for Tinkers for as many years as I was around there. They lived either in old cars, or a tarpaulin thrown over a few sticks. They did a little patching of pots, pans etc. and otherwise you needed to keep your dog outside and your chickens locked away. They begged for money and spent it on booze. Bogged down the courts sometimes.
If they had ponies, they'd just turn them loose to forage and they created great problems for the City Councils not to mention the citizens. Every public grassy park was inundated at some time with almost wild ponies, and in the mid 1980's they were a huge hazard. I myself was visiting for a year just then, with my young family, and couldn't find a single free area to let the kids run around. It was unbelievable. I wouldn't even get out of the car.
In my many return visits to Ireland, whilst my late parents were still alive, I recall that, because the Tinker life expectancy and health problems were so dreadful, the governments made several strong efforts to move them indoors to Council houses, but they used to keep the coal and wood in the baths, and camp out in the gardens, filling the houses with refuse. They eventually learned to become more acclimatised and I think that Tyson Fury is the product of a man, woman, or couple who went over from Ireland to England to look for work, as the vast majority of the Irish used to do, since he was born in England but claims Irish heritage. That his father is doing 9 years in gaol for manslaughter is not an uncommon thing. They are a rough bunch, I believe, even now, and maybe that's where Fury gets his belligerence from.
I had an old uncle who often would run into bunches of Tinkers and Gypsies, he seemed to know them. He said he got to know them whilst travelling around the country. He himself, had been a Carnival booth fighter when young, and always retained his old friends, and from time to time, when the urge was on him, he'd go with them on their travels, well into very old age.
He actually introduced me to one of Tommy Burns sparring partners. That was a story in itself, I used to see this huge(to me) black man walking slowly along the streets about 2-3 times a week, near where I lived in Dublin. So, one day, when with my uncle, we met, and he introduced me, and I often met him after. He came down a few times to our boxing club as well. My uncle was 96 when he died, so he saw a lot in his lifetime that we only read about.
I could go on, but I don't know who'd be interested. I'm criticized for talking too much anyway.
Sorry, computer froze couldn't switch on until now. Made an error. Fury's father did not commit manslaughter he poked someone's eye out for which he is in gaol.
Sorry, computer froze couldn't switch on until now. Made an error. Fury's father did not commit manslaughter he poked someone's eye out for which he is in gaol.
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