First thread drift of the day - a local story.
A sweet little five-tear-old girl lived with her family next to a building site in Dublin and every day she would stand by the fence and watch the men at work.
One day they invited her in, gave her a chair to sit on, a set of pink overalls, a pink hard-hat and a little pink lunchbox.
At the end of the week they gave her a little pink envelope with a few coins for her wages, which she took home and gave to her mother.
Her mother thanked her and said, "Will you be working there next week dear?"
She replied, "That depends on whether those F****** ***** from Roadstone deliver the building blocks".
Sorry about that - breakfast calls.
Jim Carroll