Some chap in my class found an empty birds egg
on the beach so carried it home carefully
in the car, brought it into school and put it on display. Upon noticing it on display I took the initiative to strength test it and crushed it in my hand. He was very upset upon returning to the display to see it crushed and started crying. When
the teacher found out I was denounced as a “bold, bold boy,” to my entire class.
In Ireland if something is fun, it's probably bold.