Cheers boss. So far, I’ve lost a bit of a tooth, my back has got worse, and I spent way too much money on hi Fi equipment. The mid life crisis has truly begun.
I even threw in an owl I’d sing along to Carry On Now Wayward Son (I would, and I might even do an owl air guitar) and Don’t Stop Beelayvin (I wouldn’t) and it still was way off.
My hurling ‘career’ is over nearly a quarter of a century at this stage
Thought I was getting off the hook with the Dad sports stuff too, as all the little wan is on about is doing ballet. She passed the local GAA ground the other day and told me she was going to play football when she was a ‘big girl’. A ‘big girl’ to her is when she turns four. FFS sake.