He loved North Clare so he did.
If it is the Dowling lad he would be making sure everyone knew who he was when he ordered a breakfast roll, a jambon, 5 sausage rolls, a bag of wedges with a squeeze of ketchup and some hash browns.
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Whereas if it was the Tyrone lad he’d be quietly trying to buy a cucumber to have shoved up his bumhole in a fag movie before gambling the few quid he’d scammed off the locals in a fake cancer fundraising effort.
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That’s just fantastic
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Ah lovely. The only thing to make it better would be if he’d gambled the money on a dog fight 
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And if you listened to him long enough he’d tell you he played for Kilkenny and Galway as well. Still though his youngest daughter is the finest specimen of woman I ever did see.
I was nonplussed by my own performance at the deli counter today, after being left flustered by being informed that the deli in question was out of hot chicken rolls. I’m sorry to admit that, left with a quick decision to make given the queue of anxious WFHers behind me, I ordered a roll with cold chicken, cheese and peppers instead of taking time to review what other hot options were available
I was then asked did I want it toasted, to make up for the lack of hot chicken but bizarrely I declined. A shambolic display of deli counter etiquette, truth be told.
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A lovely little add on to the story.
Can someone edit the title to incorporate deli interactions please?
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