Looking at my life, I''d have to say, the dude wasn''t wrong.
My old man had been caught rigging a General Election. My old dear was about to become a seventy-year-old mother of six. And Honor was walking around in a yellow rain mac, telling everyone that the end of the world was coming.
It was enough to drive a man to the brink.
The only simple thing in my life was my new job as the Head Coach of Presentation College Bray - which is saying something given that I had to try to turn a collection of jokers, chokers and forty-a-day smokers into a team capable of winning the school''s first Leinster Schools Senior Cup in nearly ninety years.
And while Father Fehily would have been spinning in his grave, I soon found myself falling in love - with the town I loathed so well.
Praise for the Ross O''Carroll-Kelly series:
''Ross is a national institution ... wicked humour and sharp observation'' Irish Times
''One of the funniest writers in the land'' Irish Independent
''Extraordinarily accurate and outstandingly funny'' Sunday Business Post
