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Yeah coz the Irish are thick bastards aren't they?Ireland?
Take a chill pill. I'm part Irish myself.Yeah coz the Irish are thick bastards aren't they?
Now just take a minute to 'think' about that.
Oh wait...
Bob Geldof to Paula Yates...Take a chill pill. I'm part Irish myself.
Kemps. I think that was a Phil Lynott line from a live Lizzy performance. It was on an album but I can’t remember which one. ‘ Any of the girls here have any Irish in them .’Bob Geldof to Paula Yates...
Do you have any Irish in you?
Paula replies no.
Bob: Do you want some?
That's the one, during the song "Rosalie"Think it was Live and Dangerous a beaut of an album.

Sorry, its years since I read thatKemps. I think that was a Phil Lynott line from a live Lizzy performance. It was on an album but I can’t remember which one. ‘ Any of the girls here have any Irish in them .’

Got ya, just listened to it and I still love it.That's the one, during the song "Rosalie"![]()
That is a really, really good album. One of my favourites.Got ya, just listened to it and I still love it.
I was wrong, he says it before they play "Emerald"That is a really, really good album. One of my favourites.
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I just love this, a similar thing happened to me in Scotland when someone blocked our exit with a car, I wish I had had the balls to do the same.
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Saw that yesterday on a farming forum, seems like the guys with the car had been pushing the farmer to his limit.
You must have connections in the farming world. A bit of a funny story from my time in Aberdeenshire. I had a small farm, and kept mostly horses, but also had 5 highland cattle just for a bit of fun for the grandchildren to see when they visited. One day they broke through into the next farm's field and it took me a day or two to get them back.
A few days later the farmer whose field, it was, came round shouting and balling and demanding I paid him 3 days grazing, whilst my cattle were on his land. He was a right miserable twat, so to get rid of him I paid him £100 and he ****ed off.
Sometime later I ended up with 3 calves, unbeknown to him and me his bull had obviously covered them and probably why my cattle had broken through to get at the bull. Which when I sold up, I sold at auction for £800 for each calf. That really made my day.