The Rocky Road to Kingstown

Da! What are ya laughfin ath?

Nuthin son...hehhee

Da! Da! Tell me what happened?

'Well son, I'm not sure you'll understand' Old Mr Brennan croaked in a whispered laugh

'Ah! Da! Tell me!'

'ha ha, well let me tell you son. It's like this, I'll start at the end. Let me say dat things got very quite last night after Dorothy and the Strawman danced off into the night singing and swinging arm in arm'

'Da! Who's Dorothy?'

The old man chuckled and lowered his voice to gravely whisper 'Between you and me son, she's better known as 'ole wet pants' but dat's, ha, ha, between you and me now'

Wer wer they going Da?

I think dey were goin to de shops son, to buy a loaf of Brennan's bread. I think Dorothy was going to have a straw man sandwich.

Da! Do you mean she was going to eat the Straw man man in a sandwich?

'It certainly looked like it son!' the old man held his side to try and tried to stop the laughing.

Da! Da! Dorothy wouldn't eat the Straw man? Would she?

Tears rolled down the old man's face 'I don't think so son, he's not as sweet as he looks. She would probably spit him out. I don't think she's the swallowing type. Anyway it was a good night for Brennans bread. I think der was a sandwich or two had late in the night'

Da! Was de Queen der last night too?

'She certainly was son! She certainly was. But I'll tell you about her later. Now off to school with ya. Ya little fecker!