Waiting for Godot (/ˈɡɒdoʊ/ GOD-oh^[1]) is an absurdist play by Samuel Beckett, in which two characters, Vladimir and Estragon, wait endlessly and in vain for the arrival of someone named Godot.

How’s that for a fancy first line?  I copied it from Wikipedia.

Whatever about Godot, Mná na Myrtleville do not wait in vain for their Eoin(ot).

According to Denis unnamed reliable sources, on swim days now it’s all “Oh no, I won’t swim now, I’m waiting for Eoinot” and “Oh no,  I don’t want to swim with you, Denis unnamed person – I’m going to the Dutchman with Eoinot”.

Then it’s, “Thanks, Eoinot” and “You’re great, Eoinot” and “Have another bun, Eoinot.”  It’s enough to make Denis unnamed persons sick, they say.

“Fjlkin Eoinot this and Eoinot that – it’s all about Eoinot,” said a not-at-all-bitter unnamed person in Myrtleville on Sunday. “Not swimming with you, oh no, with Eoin, not you, oh no – Eoin”, he says that they say.  Poor unnamed person gets a tough time from the Mnás.

And as for Eoin(ot) – how does he get away with it?

Waiting for Eoinot – Myrtleville Style.