My secret double-life was finally catching up with me. Sorcha wanted a divorce. I was facing jail time for taking my orse out in a pub in Cork.
And there was a very good chance that my sister-in-law’s surrogate baby was actually mine?One by one, all of the goys turned their backs on me. Then came an unexpected plot twist. From beyond the grave, Fr Fehily – the M and the Q to our Leinster Schools Senior Cup-winning team – sent us all on one final mission .
. . To walk the Camino – or die trying!It’s, like, double oh fock!* * *’Laugh-out-loud funny’ – Anton Savage, Newstalk ‘A legendary anti-hero’ – Business Post’Ripe with witty neologisms, side-splitting sexscriptions and of course, rugby …
Paul Howard continues to keep the quality control at an impressively high level. Fair focks’ Hot Press