'Predictably fockin' brilliant' Hot Press It's the end of the world
as Ross knows it ... this time, there's no way of escaping another
monumental fock-up! Sorcha had thrown me out of the family home -
this time apparently for good. And yet that was the least of my
worries ... My old dear was in prison, accused of murdering her
second husband. My sons were showing an unhealthy interest in -
someone call social services - soccer! And my daughter wanted
everyone to call her Eddie. But don't even go there! On top of all
that, a blond wig discovered in a dusty attic, had given my old man
delusions of power. Suddenly, he was running for election,
promising to tear up the bailout deal and take Ireland out of
Europe. And that's to say nothing of his secret plan for Ireland's
second city ... But shush! Don't mention the wall! 'Our nation's
great satirist ... the most sustained feat of comic writing in
Irish literature' Irish Times
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