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Parish Priest

November 13, 2008
13:46 PM

Danny was a waiter of a certain age from North Cork who worked with me about 38 years ago in Snaffles in Dublin.
Danny had a great line of parish priest stories which I suppose at the time were a little iconoclastic.
This was one of my favourites;

Deaf Parish Priest meets a mother carrying her baby in the lane one night.

Priest: “Well Mrs Murphy thats a lovely little child , Is he good for you?

Mrs Murphy: “Divil a bit Father, he’s very cross”

Priest: “What was that ?”

Mrs Murphy: “He’s forever whinging father !”

Priest : “What?”

Mrs Murphy: “He Bawls Like a Bull !”

Priest, (bemused): Have he?”

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