I’ve just discovered some old files lying around on my computer, one of which is a pre-blog attempt to write the kind of thing I later posted at Hackney Lookout. Most of it isn’t very good, and some is distinctly cringeworthy, but one or two snippets still have the power to raise a smile. Like this:
Saturday 23rd November, 2002: …Went to many other pubs in Hammersmith area and met a great comedy Irishman in the Duke of Edinburgh near Holland Road. “I’ve been coming to this pub for 30 years now. Used to be a gangsters’ pub. But it’s all changed now. I like it. I’ve been a plasterer for thirty years [looks at filthy palms], and I must say it’s good money. I drink and I gamble, but me wife still loves me.†Bill talked to a Norwegian brought up in Ireland: “So what do you think of all these fuckin’ paddies then?â€
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You might clarify, that the Norwegian was the one asking me the question, not the other way round.
I’d have asked ‘What do you think of all these fucking Micks then?’
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