Today is St Kevin of Glendalough’s feast day. Wiki tells us “his legend is particularly untrustworthy, as very little contemporaneous material exists...He lived in solitude at Disert-Coemgen for seven years, sleeping on a dolmen (now known as "Saint Kevin's Bed") perched on a perilous precipice, that an angel had led him to, and later established a church for his own community at Glendalough....
"His legend says that he lived to the age of 120...He was known for his disdain of human company, especially that of women; his name was used in Ireland as a term for men with cold relations with women up until the 19th century. An extreme example of his chastity was the instance when he pushed an amorous woman into a patch of nettles.” Spooky.
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But did he eat his own earwax?
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