We got on a bus to go on a boat trip with Jerry some years ago to find a very loud group already sitting at the back.
I don’t know if it was the fact that it was about 9:00 and I may, repeat may, have been suffering from the previous nights exertions, but these people seemed inordinately raucous and I started to think that our planned peaceful day on the water was in jeopardy.
I need not have worried though because as soon as we got on the boat we got chatting to the group and were soon enjoying some splendid craic no more so then when one of group, standing on the deck, shouted to one of the snorkelers “If you find a kids buggy down there bring it up” (you had to be there I suppose).
The group were the glorious laffa (sadly missed from these shores), the fabulous Kenny and members of their family. That boat trip remains one of our favourite Calis memories.
It’s a pleasure to say that we are still very, very good friends.
PS Scunner - I don’t think we need to revisit our first disastrous meeting. I much prefer to remember the “where are you, you old git” meeting.