Now this is not a novel...this happened in a bar, Harrow, London in 1994. Queuing for a carvery before the Ireland and Italy soccer match and these 3 lads ahead of me and a Psycho I worked with from Dundee.
First lad, "How ya darlin'...Give may a birra shicken with shum vegggies and spudzzz" I recognised the Connemara or Mayo lilt straight away. Tipped my mate from Dundee and said these cunts are animals...watch out!
Second lad from the wessht...grabs the whole "shicken" and pulls lumps off it and stuffs it down his Gregory.
3rd lad from the wessht..."Now lishteen here honey....gives me 10 o dem fuckin' spuddz wit me mate and a quadruple whiskaaay"
Dundee lad half their size kicks the feet from under the lad in front of him and all hell broke loose. Cops came and the Wessht ladeens were marched out by 8 coppers after breakin' the whole pub up. One of them had his lip hanging off and the girl serving the grub was battered to a pulp. Houghton scored I heard later. Left in disgust at my so-called Irish countrymen...fucking tramps from that part of Ireland especially when away from the auld sod.