Yes.
No he wears these Monday-Friday.
The decks come out when he goes to the races.
Can we get a prequel to this story or will the tenth part of the story be more or less a prequel as macroasters life continues in a never ending cycle of roasterishness?
Ya fuckinnnâ bashtard ya.
As has mine. Iâve never done it as I cycle rather than drive*. Iâve left a six pack of Tuborg in the off-licence a couple of times though and had to cycle back to get it.
*I received notification today that I have a driving test scheduled for December 14th. I still havenât had a lesson.
The stories are not in anyway procedural. The stories are random situational accounts of MacRoasterâs life, I hope the subequent stories will add more depth and answer the big questions to the complexities of MacRoasterâs character.
Peered
. Or
Veered. ?
Self-contained episodes are definitely the way to go, mate.
Cracking start, only thing missing from the service station segment was the god-awful automated âdid you get petrol or dieselâ announcement as he left the shop. ( Iâm pretty sure this is a rural thing)
Fucksakr you have had countless attempts at this type of humour over the years and failed miserably each time, and here you are trying to hijack @Nembo_Kid s moment.
Would you get fucked maybe
Great story kid btw, very well told.
As long as Iâm annoying you, Iâm winning.
A roaster would have gone for a breakfast roll, but thatâs only small complaint. Well done.
You just know with all that red sauce in his car that MacRoaster loves a good breakfast roll.
A stunning start, no doubt HBO and Netflix will launch a bidding war for the tv rights
Replace Pajero with Landcruiser and Guinness with Craft Beer bottles and youâve nailed it.
Fucking shoulders shaking reading that as people were looking around wondering what the fuck I was laughing at.
Fucking brilliant. He must be seething reading that
Stunning writing.
Kidâs Ulster background is very much evident in the echoes of Kavanghâs Tarry Flynn. MacRoaster is not as worldly as Flynn but his imprisonment by the ennui of rural life is wonderfully reminiscent of the Monaghan novel.
And yet, rooted as it is in the despair of that Irish agricultural existence, there are global themes. Umberto Ecoâs The Island of the Night Before springs to mind when we assess the mental state of MacRoaster. Roberto della Griva descended from nobility to his sorry existence. We witness no such fall for MacRoaster, he appears perpetually trapped in his own horrible existence, but Kidâs Italian heritage certainly borrows from Eco in his fantastic description of the eponymous heroâs plight: a man so devoid of spirit, courage and cunning that he is condemned to a sub human existence. And when we despair for his mental anguish we learn that is nothing compared to his miserably contorted nose. A vile specimen who earns not our pity but our contempt.
I cannot wait for the next installment.
In a more contemporary context I think there are echoes of Donal Ryanâs recent works.