country anymore. This is pretty fúcking rich from a man who was always at pains to deny any association with this country whatsoever and - last time I checked - was ludicrously claiming to be Irish.
I would say this to him, but he’s conversing with someone we both follow and I’ve no desire to rudely butt in.
I hate this country and sometimes claim to be Irish.
I suspect that j believes Ireland to be a place where wise and twinkling old sons of toil sip pints of Guinness while singing Rebel songs around the peat fire and red-haired colleens flirt prettily with you.
I fear the shock of the reality might kill the poor chap.
I didn't know he was a Kubrick fan?
"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."