A conversation I over heard in a Dublin pub went like this.
My Mother was health conscious
I loved the way she thought, the coffee she made
I’m a bit like my mum a bit like my Dad, he was Muslim
I loved her Irish stew with Guinness
I’m trying to give up smoking, I prefer to drink#
Irish women look the same to me, all beautiful, I’m confused
he speaks of his mother
her Irish stew with Guinness.