After gathering up the troops, I headed outside. Met Anto out there with Crean. Anto was raging because some prick had robbed his jacket. He was like bull. God help anyone that walked out wearing it. I don�t think anyone did. It was pissing rain too. Typical Limerick. So why not walk home in the rain? Why not indeed. That�s what I did. Started walking anyway with Joe, Bird and Marie. Pecker had pissed off with his flower, which he bought for Edel, JP and Dave. I headed for the Lobster Pot for grub. I got chips. They were lovely even thought they were plastered in salt. At this stage, Bird was getting worse by the minute. She wanted to find Carmel so Marie and myself headed towards Arthurs Quay to find her. No sign of her there so we headed back to the Lobster Pot. And guess who we found there? That�s right, Carmel. I wasn�t happy. By now it was time to head away home. Joe was helping Bird, Marie went with Carmel, and I strolled along contemplating the night. As I said, Bird was wasted, and she was hardly able to stand, let alone walk. So Joe being the little hero he is, picked her up and started to carry her home. Isn�t he a hero.
So Joe was carrying Bird. She wasn�t happy, and yet she was. It was Joe was carrying her after all. She�s not over him by a long shot. And she was getting nasty now too. She was convinced she could walk. Yeah sure. Walk about 10 yards and then fall over in a heap. Joe carried her most of the way home and the closer she got, the nastier she got. That�s beer and drunkenness for ya. Myself, Marie and Carmel were in the house by now and we could hear Bird abusing poor Joe like there was no tomorrow. The poor bastard. If that�s the thanks you get for bringing her home, I guarantee that he won�t do it again. Bird was raging, and I was getting pissed off because I was soaked and she wouldn�t go to her house. A slap in the head would have cured her but I wouldn�t do that. I got close to it though!