Get ahead. Get a hat. At Liz Duthie’s wedding.


This was the most drunken wedding in history.  We were at a free bar (as was the best man) for about 4 hours before we sat down to dinner.

The best man was so pissed that he lost all of his speech notes.  Which was just as well as he could barely speak.

Wondrous.

Anyway, this wedding hat wasn’t too great on Jeana, looking back…

But it was even worse on Broony…

And “Tiger Townsley” clearly wasn’t too impressed when I had a shot.

Easy Tiger

Mike Donoghue


I will never, ever forget the night Mikey boy came to visit us in Royston Terrace just after we’d had Amy.  All was going swimmingly until Jeana said “i have to feed the baby.”

Well, you’ve never seen anyone move so fast.  Like a shot Mike was out of the room, in fact out of the flat at the top of the stairs, drawing heavily on a newly lit fag.

“Mark you know I love tits.  I’m a huge fan.  I could look at them for hours. But I couldnae bear to see my mate’s wife’s tits while she’s feeding the bairn.  So, I had to leave it would have been so embarrassing if I accidentally caught a sneak peek”

I paraphrase of course.

But what a gentleman.

(He was only saying what we all think though.)

So, Mike, after all these years, this is what you were missing.