Go to any small town or village and you will see their likes ambling about the place, I was passed through one such village yesterday and there were yahoos out burning pallets at different locations entering the village and so on, I don't know what the occasion was but the locals seemed very invested in it, fat lads with hi viz jackets were patrolling the main boulevard directing traffic and trying to look official, there was an air of quiet desperation about proceedings tbh.
It's like on Stephens Day when the buckos are out doing the Puc Fada, or is that Christmas Day?
Road bowling is another favourite past time of these country bumpkins, I can hardly think of a drearier way of spending a rainy Sunday afternoon than watching some galoot throwing a ball of iron down the road.