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Two men meet for a pint or two in a Dublin pub. They chew the fat, set the world to rights, curse the ref, say a last farewell In this second collection of comic dialogues Doyles drinkers ponder: - a topless Kate Middleton - Barack and Michelle Obama (fuckin gorgeous) - David Beckham (Would you tattoo your kids names on the back of your neck? They wouldnt fit) - Jimmy Savile (a gobshite) - the financial crisis (again) - abortion (again) - and horsemeat in your burger
Once again, those we have lost troop through their thoughts - Lou Reed, Seamus Heaney, Reg Presley, Nelson Mandela (he should never have left the Four Tops), Phil Everly, Margaret Thatcher, Shirley Temple - and they still have that unerring ability to ask the really fundamental questions like Would you take penalty points for your missis?
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Two men meet for a pint or two in a Dublin pub. They chew the fat, set the world to rights, curse the ref, say a last farewell In this second collection of comic dialogues Doyle s drinkers ponder:- a topless Kate Middleton- Barack and Michelle Obama ( fuckin gorgeous )- David Beckham ( Would you tattoo your kids names on the back of your neck? They wouldn t fit )- Jimmy Savile ( a gobshite )- the financial crisis (again)- abortion (again) - and horsemeat in your burger Once again, those we have lost troop through their thoughts - Lou Reed, Seamus Heaney, Reg Presley, Nelson Mandela ( he should never have left the Four Tops ), Phil Everly, Margaret Thatcher, Shirley Temple - and they still have that unerring ability to ask the really fundamental questions like Would you take penalty points for your missis?
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Roddy Doylewas born in Dublin in 1958. He is the author of eleven acclaimed novels includingThe Commitments,The SnapperandThe Van, two collections of short stories,Rory&Ita,a memoir about his parents, and most recently,The Guts. He won the Booker Prize in 1993 forPaddy Clarke Ha Ha Ha.
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Following on Two Pints, another hilarious book on everything that matters from the brilliant Roddy Doyle.
Two men meet for a pint or two in a Dublin pub. They chew the fat, set the world to rights, curse the ref, say a last farewell In this second collection of comic dialogues Doyles drinkers ponder: - a topless Kate Middleton - Barack and Michelle Obama (fuckin gorgeous) - David Beckham (Would you tattoo your kids names on the back of your neck? They wouldnt fit) - Jimmy Savile (a gobshite) - the financial crisis (again) - abortion (again) - and horsemeat in your burger
Once again, those we have lost troop through their thoughts - Lou Reed, Seamus Heaney, Reg Presley, Nelson Mandela (he should never have left the Four Tops), Phil Everly, Margaret Thatcher, Shirley Temple - and they still have that unerring ability to ask the really fundamental questions like Would you take penalty points for your missis?
