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291 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 28, 2015

'Fuck it' is Erin's favorite response to anything bothering her, but when she's especially angry like she is now, her Irish accent gets really strong and it sound like she's saying fook.
"Is she right in the head?"
"Ridlee's a lawyer, Dad."
"Oh," is all he says, taking another swig of his pint.
"And its County Clare. Lisdooonvarna to be exact. And I wouldn’t hold my breath if I were you, it'll just be a very big band of mucksavages loookin' for sex."

"Jesus, Mary and Joseph, there aren't even any towels in here. Ridlee, could you get me one from the airing cupboard?"

How's it goin' there everybody,
From Cork, New York, Dundalk, Gortahork and Glenamaddy.
Here we are in the County Clare
It's a long, long way from here to there.
There's the Burren and the Cliffs of Moher,
And the Tulla and the Kilfenora,
Miko Russell, Doctor Bill,
Willy Clancy and Noel Hill.
Flutes and fiddles everywhere.
If it's music you want,
You should go to Clare.
CHORUS
Oh, Lisdoonvarna
Lisdoon, Lisdoon, Lisdoon, Lisdoonvarna!
Everybody needs a break,
Climb a mountain or jump in a lake.
Some head off to exotic places,
Others go to the Galway Races.
Mattie goes to the South of France,
Jim to the dogs, Peter to the dance.
A cousin of mine goes potholing,
A cousin of heres loves Joe Dolan.
Summer comes around each year,
We go there and they come here.
Some jet off to ... Frijiliana,
But I always go to Lisdoonvarna.
CHORUS
I always leave on a Thursday night,
With me tent and me groundsheet rolled up tight.
I like to hit Lisdoon,
In around Friday afternoon.
This gives me time to get me gear together,
I don't need to worry about the weather.
Ramble in for a pint of stout,
And you'd never know who'd be hangin' about!
There's a Dutchman playing a mandolin,
And a German looking for Liam Og O'Floinn.
And there's Adam, Bono and Garrett Fitzgerald,
Gettin' their photos taken for the Sunday World.
Finbarr, Charlie and Jim Hand,
And they drinkin' pints to bate the band.
.. Ain't it grand?
CHORUS
The multitudes, they flocked and thronged,
To hear the music and the songs.
Motorbikes and Hi-ace vans,
With bottles - barrels - flagons - cans.
Mighty craic. Loads of frolics,
Pioneers and alcoholics,
PLAC, SPUC and the FCA,
Free Nicky Kelly and the IRA.
Hairy chests and milk-white thighs,
And mickey dodgers in disguise.
Mc Graths, O'Briens, Pippins, Coxs,
Massage parlours in horse boxes.
There's amhráns & bodhráns, amadáns
Arab sheiks, Hindu Sikhs, Jesus freaks,
RTE are makin' tapes, takin' breaks and throwin' shapes.
This is heaven, this is hell.
Who cares? Who can tell?
(Anyone for the last few Choc Ices, now?)
CHORUS
A 747 for Jackson Browne,
They had to build a special runway just to get him down.
Before the Chieftains could start to play,
Seven creamy pints came out on a tray.
Shergar was ridden by Lord Lucan,
Seán Cannon did the backstage cookin'.
Clannad were playin' "Harry's Game",
Christy was singin' "Nancy Spain".
Mary O'Hara and Brush Shields,
Together singin' "The Four Green Fields".
Van the Man and Emmy Lou,
Moving Hearts and Planxty too!
CHORUS
Everybody needs a break,
Climb a mountain or jump in a lake.
Sean Doherty goes to the Rose of Tralee,
Oliver J. Flanagan goes swimming in the Holy Sea.
But I like the music and the open air,
So every Summer I go to Clare.
Coz Woodstock, Knock nor the Feast of Cana,
Can hold a match to Lisdoonvarna.
Forget green beer, the best way to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day is a hottie with an Irish brogue. So in preparation of March 17th I snuggled up with not one, but two Irish charmers in Mismatched.
The start of Erin and Ridlee’s story, while cute, was a bit slow. I like my romance with substance, and a good backstory goes a long way, but I felt a lot of the first 1/3 of the novel was a bit jumbled together. The story surrounding Erin and her pub back in Boston (her grandmother kicked the bucket and left Erin the pub . . . well half the pub) was a fun surprise. But when Erin and Ridlee meet Erin’s family in Ireland it’s rushed and awkward. I wish the authors had either left it out or added more material. Ridlee’s background was almost nonexistent. Although, this story focuses on Erin’s romance so maybe we’ll get more about Ridlee in the next book.
When Erin and Ridlee finally meet their men (Michaél and Donal) it’s adorable. I especially loved Erin and Michaél’s first unofficial date. It was sweet and sexy, and definitely one of my new favorite ways to have fun outside. I liked Donal and Ridlee too, we just didn’t get much of their relationship, which I though was a little odd since the book flips between Erin and Ridlee’s perspective.
There were elements of this book that I loved (in fact there’s one paragraph in particular that I would buy this book for alone), but I do think it fell a bit flat of my expectations. If you’re in need of an Irish romance you can give Mismatched a try while it’s on sale as a pre-order before it releases.