Look, I got a bit angry there I am sorry. My granny lived in Cork. While my grandfather was serving with the 16th Irish Division Royal Munster Fusiliers fighting the Turks in the great war, an I.R.A. man was slipping her one. Her family was relieved then this man was killed in a gun battle with the tans. They through it was all over, sadly by this stage she had been introduced to another way of life and broke her fidelity to my grandfather and most of the local I.R.A. men were visiting her home at night. Her family prayed for the tans to rid them from the area, but they didn't. When my grandfather came home in December 1918, he was just no good to her anymore and as a broken man who served King and country in the war to end all wars. Sadly he had to listen to granny in the other room who ignored his screams to stop it, but no granny had got a taste for it. So please give understanding as to my dislike of the I.R.A.

GOD SAVE THE QUEEN, he couldn't save granny.