That explains it. He’s too mane to pay for the wake.
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No. Curry chips flavour are better
There’s the magic number for you. Re the replay. Make sure you’re both well wrapped up for an evening game in the wheelchair section, it’s Baltic there even in Summer. The evening breeze is whizzing in at your back and would go through you like caster oil through a cat. Best wishes to him BTW.
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Draining the swamp in the morning
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Incorrect.
I weep for you.
A hardy boyo I’d say. And a good heart also…
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seans a good lad. hes been at this for a few years now but hes only starting to get the recognition for it now.
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oh hes well wrapped up, and fed and watered too. its not too bad where we are as its on the premium level. went to a few games last year and some of the super 8s when he got out of hospital.
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Fried potatoes with a few fried eggs. Hadn’t them in ages.
Sometimes it’s just the simple things. 
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It’s that time of year again. There’s simply nothing like the feeling for an expat getting on a flight and heading home for the all Ireland hurling final. The final everyone has been waiting for, the Galway Limerick replay.
Gaillimh Abu!
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I had fried potatoes and black pudding for my tea the other night. It was savage.
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Was the pension late?
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I’ll be at that tomorrow
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Neil Ruddock is on Celebrity Masterchef. Hes a big (big) rig these days. But hes very good at cooking
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Belfast is a great drinking town. I once saw alex Higgins leaning out of the first floor bay window of Lavery’s: He was conducting the crowd* below - who were chanting “Alex, Alex, Alex…(etc)”
For some reason the RUC had been called, and an ossifer could be seen trying to arrest Alex or talk him out of jumping.
I had shaken his damp cold hand earlier that night.
None of this seemed out of the ordinary-Morrisey was in one night and he stood at the bar on his own, with nobody playing a blind heed to him.
- “crowd” mens about 5- it being a Wednesday night
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I’ve only been to Belfast a few times but it’s the drinkiest place I’ve seen. Fucking great Craic. Met a cousin one day for lunch and we had a bottle of wine or two before hitting a few pubs. All packed. A weekday afternoon up there could pass for a Saturday night down here. Drank for about 12 hours then rolled out of the Cultùrlann at about 4am. Once id recovered a week later i had nothing but fond memories.
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We were honoured to have you.