I brought the oul lad the papers yesterday…indo and the irish news. I also brought him breakfast - potato bread fried soda, sausages, etc. A pleasant chat…he actually asked what i was at. I talked of the busy day ahead…a few customers, get the young lad to tackle a few jobs, of course i won’t forget to feed his cattle etc. I was stressed to the eyeballs, but i played it cool and i appreciated his interest.
An hour later he phones to tell me his ancient cousin has a hospital appointment, his sons are all busy etc…could i weigh in? All in all i spent three hours …driving, waiting, rearranging appointments, losing money, etc. When i eventually got the gent in question back home,he threw a fiver into the car ashtray.
Today I overheard the oul fella discussing this flamboyant act of benevolence. His exact words were, “sure it’s more than he’ll make hanging round his workshop”.
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Use a spell checker you daft bollocks.
He’s pissed drunk.
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Sorry lads, the ‘create topic’ button has a mind of it’s own
Look a five pound sterling is worth a lot more than a Butty Brennan €5.
Fair point. I could have bought a farm with it…in 1746
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Ah, I donno about that. Property prices went up after the Planters arrived.
What? You didn’t get yours for free?
Is that who Paul Galvin modelled himself on?