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Hell of a story Daniel. I cannot wrap my head around going out on the pull in Northern Ireland pre the GFA. Fearless!

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I COULD NOT LOVE THIS MORE

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So complimentary to me, again, thanks a million for having fun while reading 😁 + 1 more story about NIrish not-very-happy recent past - every person I've met here tell me at least one.

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Did you get all of the N Irish slang? Have you started using any?

There’s a serial on UK TV now based on a book called Say Nothing. It’s got good reviews and I’ve read the book, which was excellent.

Have you seen Derry Girls? It’s quite amusing.

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Since I still get confused quite often when the locals are telling me some crack I guess I haven't got the slang yet. Moreover, we are living in a wee town and there is the unique accent - even people from the neighborhood sometimes don't get it, and even the locals themselves don't understand each other sometimes when greeting with their usual "What's the story, or How is she cutting", LOL:)

Awe, great, thanks a million for the series advice - exactly what I needed right now!

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Omg this was such a fun read!!! 🙌 I have a massive soft spot for Ireland, and this so delightful!

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Thank you, much appreciated 😊

If I’d known you were going to read, I would’ve had more swearing! Especially the Irish version: feck 😂

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Hahahah yasss 🙏😂😂

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Aww love this , so much fun 🤩 the photos are great 😊

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disappointing lack of boking but I enjoyed it nonetheless :)

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Glad you did, despite the absence of boking. I don't think there was any boking if memory serves. I'll try to dredge up a boking story from somewhere.

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Great stuff, Daniel. We did a college trip to Dublin circa 2003 and had a similarly debauched blast (we also worked the free voucher system at the Guinness factory to our advantage as loads of people didn’t use theirs and handed them out.) Coffee and a paracetamol, good to go again the next day.

I feel you pain these days. I had a few (too many) pints with some old pals the other night and it genuinely ruined the next 72 hours of my life. Nausea, insomnia, anxiety - all the good stuff!

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Nice to time travel back to the 90s for a bit! It blows my mind that we managed without mobiles, or perhaps the shenanigans came about more easily because of this?!

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