I've been called away t' Islay t' help arrange a Wake fer an old friend, dearie.
On the way, I ran inter a few o' them Republic lads in Dublin.. told the tossers we still valued their business, if not their bleedin' table manners! They might be droppin' by.
Oh, and if Fin McCool is still takin' up space in the corner, either give 'im an apron 'n put 'im t' work, er hand 'im 'is tab, and boot 'is fookin' arse out, hear?
I'll keep ye posted, Brigit. Hugs t' Reggie when next ye see that tosser.