Well here's a bit of chraic for ye, Bill; About a month back now I was up at Pat's place. His wife called him and opened the kitchen window for a word. As they're talking, I can hear Pat's voice and, behind it, I'm hearing a f*cking cuckoo!
Now, ye know what it's like; The man's talking to his wife, on his own property, and all I'm wanting to do is yell: " Pat! Shut the f*ck up a minute, will ye?! I'm trying to listen to something! ". Of course, I kept it shut. Pat finally finished and we got back to what we had been discussing.
Chat done, it occurred to me I'd lost all track of t