A blind man on a galloping horse wouldn’t see that (it doesn’t need to be perfect)

 

A fool and his money are soon parted

 

A little bit of help is better than a whole lot of sympathy

 

And the Young shall teach the Old

 

(A place for everything, and everything in it’s place) ?

 

“Better late than never…”

 

“Better (to be) safe than sorry”

 

Charity begins at home

 

Don’t pick at it, it will never heal

 

Every second counts (? maybe Mam)

 

Everyone to their own taste, as the fella said when he kissed the cow

 

Feck the begrudgers 

 

Finish one job before you start another

 

Finish what you started

 

First things first 

 

Generous to a fault

 

God helps those who help themselves

 

God is good, and The Divil’s not a bad fella either

 

He who hesitates is lost

 

I might get discovered…

 

If we’ve as much room in Heaven…(there’s lots of seating etc. space here)

 

I’m not as green as I’m cabbage-looking (I’m not gullible enough to believe that)

 

“It’s Everton soup” (there’s ev’rtin it)

 

Leave well enough alone

 

Less can be divided 

 

Let there be no panic

 

Long threatening comes at last…

 

Live, horse, and you’ll get grass 

 

Neither a lender nor a borrower be

 

Never say die (keep going/trying)

 

No time like the present (to do/start something)

 

One good turn deserves another

 

Practise what you preach

 

Pull the other leg, it’s got bells on…

 

S.O.S - (at this table) “the motto is Stretch Or Starve” (reach for what you want)

 

Start as you mean to go on

 

That child was on Earth before

(knows more than they should for their age)

 

That fella would arg (argue) with his nails

 

That fella would live in your ear, and set the other one out in flats (apartments)

 

That’s like the song the oul cow died on (long, dreary)

 

The Lazy Man’s load (carrying overflowing armfulls of stuff)

 

The Young shall teach the Old

 

There’s no time like the present

 

Too late, too late, shall be the cry, the man with the ____ has passed you by

 

Waste not, want not

 

When God made time, he made plenty of it…

 

Where would we be without The Craic?

 

You can’t cod (kid/fool) them that’s codded thousands

 

You ‘got out of bed on the wrong side’ this morning…(grumpy)

 

You may as well sing Grief as cry it