'So...' Kells mother Mary asked me quite casually 'do you have a girl back home Dave?'
'Nah' I said in return 'we split up almost six months ago by now sure'
'Ah, don't fret, you'll maybe find a nice Irish colleen over here?'
'A nice Irish What??
'A nice Irish girl'
'But what did you say?'
' ''Colleen'' it means ''girl'' in Irish'
*cue me slapping both hands to my face before mumbline the following through my fingers*
'That was her bloody name!'
- Needless to say Kell's mum loved repeating this story infront of the whole family at a later date, and who could blame her in fairness, what are the chances??
but bloody hell like....... bloody hell
…i can be your long lost pal
12 years ago
