Weekend in Drogheda

Well before i set out to Drogheda i went over to Tesco in Ballinrobe to get a few bits and pieces for the troops while i was away. Myself and Jack were the first customers to walk on the car park. It was impossible to see where the car park spaces were!

After about fifty mugs of coffee and an educated chat with my neice Jessica about Hanny Many, myself and Mark went out to his car and spent about an hour defrosting it, it was time for another coffee (OHH-YEAA!) only then was it time to get on the road.

We had to go as far as the Garda station to get some forms signed, something to do with HAVING NO TAX SINCE 1995! HA!!! My brother is about the only person to have a 95 Reg car with 70,000 miles on the clock. He bought it from my grandad who just went to mass and the shop in it.

The new disk goes in! Now your legal Bro! €170 a year! WHAT???

The drive home was a pain in the backside, was hypnotized by the snow. But it was ok.

Look at that, "a real fire" Ohh Yeaaa, just what you want, Cheers Thos! Me toes were cookin!