Monday, April 10, 2006

The lads

On Saturday, Derek and Sean came up from Mohill for a night out in Sligo. Here's an idea of the conversation...

Me: ... and poor John McGahern.

Sean: Went down fast.

Me: Were ya at the funeral?

Sean: I was.

Derek: You were in your arse.


Sean: Your dad's doing up the attic.

Me: Feckin' Mohill. How'd ya know that?

We look at each other for a second and then in unison...

Me & Sean: Leitrim Observer, bottom corner, Mohill Notes.

Later still...

Derek (to Me): Did ya ever get that money off The Beatles for the cello playing in Eleanor Rigby?

Sean: Jaysus.

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