Rellys And Nutters

I have been invaded!
The relatives from Tipperary South arrived yesterday.
If you ‘family hop’ around Ireland, I suppose you have to expect the return visit.

We went to visit my Big little brother and his girlfriend.
They have got an apartment at Gunwharf Quays and we went for a mooch.
I gave him vital money saving tips, like using an extension lead to ’use’ electricity from the communal hallway. The socket is perfectly placed, just outside his door.
It’s gorgeous and spotlessly clean!
I loved seeing him in his home, settled and happy.
I couldn’t help remembering my sister and I hoovering him after a ‘Thomas the Tank’ incident when he was about 2!
He was watching an episode where Thomas gets stuck in snow, liked the idea of it, so opened the beanbag he was sat on and spread the tiny white ‘beans’ everywhere.
Rubbing them round the carpet had given them a static charge and they clung to every bit of him. Hair, mouth, ears everywhere.
The Hoover was the only option.
After this, whenever we took him out and the wind blew his hair he’d scream and try to hold it on! He was much the same about haircuts.

The Daily Nazi had a story today about a bloke in Zizzi Pizza Restaurant in London.
Brandishing a knife, he jumped onto a table, dropped his strides and cut his dick off!
He and his ’chap’ were taken to hospital where they were surgically ’reunited’.
Which begs the question, who picked it up?
Towards the end of the article it said that the man had been, ’detained under the Mental Health Act for his own safety’.
Really? You think?