Very sad news about the Titanic?
Grandad July 20th, 2009
I dropped into the newsagent yesterday to buy the paper and some baccy.
“Was that your photo I saw in the paper?” says the bloke behind the counter.
This had me stumped. I didn’t see any reporters outside the court the other day, and I didn’t think the case would merit reporting anyway. After all, it was all a simple mistake.
It wasn’t my fault that I just happened to be bending down on the crowded train, just as the driver slammed on the brakes. It wasn’t my fault that the buxom blonde happened to lurch and plant a boob in each eye. It was quite traumatic actually. It took three men over fifteen minutes to remove my face from her cleavage. In fact, it took four men another half an hour to remove me after I accidentally fell in again. I should be suing Irish Rail.
Anyway, where was I?
Ah, yes.
“Was that your photo I saw in the paper?” says the bloke behind the counter.
“What paper?” says I.
“You wrote a book, didn’t you?” He was obviously impressed to be serving a leading author and a giant on the Irish literary scene.
I began to have my suspicions. “Was it the local paper, by any chance?”
“It was indeed! Fancy that I never knew you wrote a book!”
I went home and looked up the back editions of the local paper.
The article went out in February.
News travels fast in the countryside.
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