JUST LOVE THIS EXCERPT FROM GRANNY BARKES FELL IN WOOLWORTH'S

What's ahead for Tom McNeely?... Which one's thaaat?... Night's for rest, night's for rest... There's a yellow rose in Texas... "Hot diggity, dog ziggity, boom, what you do to me, when you're holding me tight."... A field in Larne... Would it be physical?... A stew boiled is a stew spoiled... The Minster-clock has just struck two, and yonder is the Moon... Boys obtuse... And the hunter home from the hills... My hand is in my hussyfskap… Wait 'til I get another stone for you Cyril... McAree, McAra, McAvarn K-Kunny, put in your white foot 'til I see if you're my mummy... What signals regression in an individual?... Bara lynsey, bara lynsey... Hanif? Barrington? What's the difference baby doll?... Patch upon patch sown without stitches; come riddle me this and I'll give you my britches... Are you ruptured?... I'm just warning ye... "Hold on, my door was hit too."... Joe Worthington, Joe Worthington you'd sit till you'd rot... Come to the water fit a thank ye, fit a thank ye, fit a thank ye... Dazed I stepped forward to be congratulated by Lord Erne... Most postmen are dishonest and do steal money from envelopes... Sam McVey... I washed my hands in water; water never run, and I dried them in a towel that was neither wove nor spun... And red breeches... Here comes I Wee Devil Doubt, the pain within, the pain without... Peeping round the door in the khaki there to see the old pair once again... UVD?... Hey! you guys you gotta wear ties... When I was a lad so was me Dad... Ta Ra Ra Bam, Ta Ra Ra Ching, Ta Ra Ra Bam, Ta Ra Ra... 'Twas on a Sunday evening that Barlow's it was robbed: Mrs Barlow went down to the room to get a treacle scone, but when she saw the moneybox, the money it was gone... Genitori, Genitoque Laus et jubilation... Dowsey wee Tawbey... We'll get away again... He relies too much on his effing muscles... The Protestant boys are loyal and true: they are in me eye says Donal Abu... What's the 'with thee' for? What's the 'with thee' for?... Sonny outlook... On a brick-coloured ticket, that's brick Pat... All in!... Water! Water!, er , Tea! Tea!, with two lumps of sugar and a spot of milk... You're aye putting it off... I wonder, yes I wonder, will the angels way up yonder, will the angels play their harps for me?... Whistle and I will come to you me lad... Get that Teddy Boy haircut out of my sight!... The one with the black bucket is the best... Paw! Haw! Haw! John's just laughing at us... The shadow of the Valois is yawning at the Mass... Sandy Row on an Easter Monday, every day's like an Easter Sunday... It's always Torchie and the second years... Willie Ruckie... Milled today, fed tomorrow... It's long and it's narrow, it's not very wide, it wears a green selvage on every side... Let us finance you project... Tilly Versailles... "Yes, yogurt is very good for longlevity"... Yes and truly you are best... No more tomorrows in your career... Naw Ivy, he's nae comin doon… Dr Whitehead... Piss, Piss Iceland dog!... First game for Richmond and not turning up? I was offhand with the woman... You were a greasy little leather boy in 1956... Tickets are sixpence each and I hope you all win... Andera Keck K-Keck K-Keck K-Keck...