There was this thing I watched the other day. Jaysus, it was a fine show altogether. And, says I, sure well the racing not on for another hour and a half and says I, it’ll kill some time before the missus comes home. Well…. ya see, there was this man. Well…… I think it was a man. Well, it coulda been a man cuz men wear hats and this person wore a hat. And a fine hat it was like. A fedora me thinks. So he must have been a man, so to speak. Because women don’t wear fedoras. Well… if you believe in that sort of thing anyway.
Well, come here I’ll tell ya about the man. The man did this thing, that I suppose well, he had to do it cuz, well, it was his job actually, even though he didn’t want to do it. Bit like my Aunty Betty actually. She used to work doing the same thing, in Minnis’s Shop down the street. Actually, wasn’t it before she worked in Minnis’s and before she got married to thon latchyco from Aghadowey, ya know the one that lost his toe in the Combine.
Anyway, there was this man with a hat…….
