So, Ireland then
I was nearly involved in a serious head on collision during my driving test. I Had gone down to do my three point turn on a quay side (The stakes are higher in Connemara, though the pass rates are also higher) and I was coming up from the yacht club in clifden when a cunt came around the corner mostly on my side of the road. I stood so hard on the brakes, that the back wheels probably jumped up in the air.
I assumed that this was going to be the third time I was going to fail as a result of nearly being involved in a collision during my test. The first two times involved old people walking out on the road. That wasn't going to be a problem in clifden, during fair day, because all the old people were already walking down the middle of the fucking road.
Anyway I passed, which was good. Because two days before the Stags head had been sold, and the day before that glazers had bought man utd, so I needed a bit of good news.
Don't listen to Calvert. I struggle to deal with the rain in galway. In donegal, the sky looks like they're summoning Zool all the time.
Though I think that it would be fair to say that Donegal, pretty much the same as mayo and west galway. The main difference between donegal and the rest of The republic, is that if AP took that picture on Donegal, there would be a volkswagen golf, with a nail through the silencer and a fake gti badge, buried in one of those walls, with all 17 occupants dead.
I was nearly involved in a serious head on collision during my driving test. I Had gone down to do my three point turn on a quay side (The stakes are higher in Connemara, though the pass rates are also higher) and I was coming up from the yacht club in clifden when a cunt came around the corner mostly on my side of the road. I stood so hard on the brakes, that the back wheels probably jumped up in the air.
I assumed that this was going to be the third time I was going to fail as a result of nearly being involved in a collision during my test. The first two times involved old people walking out on the road. That wasn't going to be a problem in clifden, during fair day, because all the old people were already walking down the middle of the fucking road.
Anyway I passed, which was good. Because two days before the Stags head had been sold, and the day before that glazers had bought man utd, so I needed a bit of good news.
Don't listen to Calvert. I struggle to deal with the rain in galway. In donegal, the sky looks like they're summoning Zool all the time.
Though I think that it would be fair to say that Donegal, pretty much the same as mayo and west galway. The main difference between donegal and the rest of The republic, is that if AP took that picture on Donegal, there would be a volkswagen golf, with a nail through the silencer and a fake gti badge, buried in one of those walls, with all 17 occupants dead.
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