The 80s were tough but I’d go back in a heartbeat.
Men were men and women were woman. None of the sick shit you get now. If a young fella had a scrotum that was it, nobody was demented enough to challenge that. There was no quares unless you were above in Dublin or London but even then they weren’t in your face. The tinkers were not so bad, the smelt like shit but there was no badness in them.
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There was one quare in Waterford. He lived in Ferrybank and used to walk into town with an Alsatian for his own protection.
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A tinker or a quare?
What’s strange about that?
I bet you if the wife booted you put in the morning, you wouldn’t even need that size boot
What?
Jesus enjoy your fucking holiday .
Don’t you get it
I’ve jet lag.its the middle of the night
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The new wife mustn’t be up.to much so.
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Still a lot better than yours brah
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I never knew Art Garfunkel was a goalkeeper in his youth
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ah jesus the early 80’s were cat, my auld fella spent 10 years in England because there was fuckall at home, I only saw him at Christmas, I barely had an arse in my trousers
I’d say you’d go back though mate, you may have been poor but at least you had some hope, what have you now? 
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At least you knew who were men and who were women in most cases. 
i had to go to bed hungry a lot of the time, the 80’s were a nightmare, but they made me who I am today
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I doubt he did either
Who didnt? My dad spent more time on strike than in work.
And what about poor Fintan? Sure aren’t you doing the same thing now to the poor lad. Go home tossi
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keep your nose out of my personal affairs, you haven’t a clue about me
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No harm meant pal. It’s just you speak of him so lovingly it’s great to see the bond kept.
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