Long, long ago there lived in Letterkenny a man called Micheal James and he was in great need of money. For three successive nights he dreamt that there was a bridge in England called the "Bridge of Good Luck" and underneath it was a pot of gold. So he went to England. When he reached the Bridge he was met by a man who said, "I had a strange dream, I dreamt that there was a man in Letterkenny called Micheal James and in his meadow was a hawthorn bush and underneath it was a crock of gold."It is indeed very strange." said Micheal James