Ask Audrey has been sorting out Cork people for years
 
 I had a similar experience here. My Conor hired an Estonian woman who looked like Scarlett Johansson. I retaliated with a handyman who looked like Ryan Gosling.
We waited for something to happen. It did. Our cleaner married our handyman. They asked my Conor to be their best man.
Good looking people have an awful cheek.
Lucky Boy. My posh cousin’s husband works as a consultant in the orthopaedic department of C.U.H. (She might as well have it tattooed on her forehead.) He told me since that Limerick story ran, they had 25,473 patients who put out their back with all the laughing. I said that’s awful.
He said at least it wasn’t Waterford, they’d never have been able to cope. I wouldn’t lose any sleep over this story, as it would involve a hundred thousand people moving to Limerick of their own free will.
That’s about as likely as meeting a man in Killorglin who can read without moving his lips.
My gardener only ever says, “Please stop staring at me from the bedroom window”. (He’s like Matthew McConaughey with knobs on.) Please say you’re not revealing what you actually earn.
Anyone who doesn’t inflate their salary by 70 grand has no business living on the Rochestown Road.
Try moving to Kinsale in that case. There’s much more of a hippy vibe there, so people tend to under-state their earnings when they’re not trying to get off with your wife. Or talking to someone from the Revenue, says you.
No, just people we look down on. In the southside we call them Norries. You’ll be grand in Tipperary, particularly if you like talking about silage.
Did you know that West Cork is actually considered one of the safest places in Europe in the case of a nuclear holocaust? As long as you don’t mind living next door to a holistic retreat centre where they practise laughter therapy three mornings a week. I’d rather get Donald Trump in a game of spin the bottle. But I suppose it takes all sorts.
I hear you. I have only one rule in life. Never kiss a Kerry man with less than three All-Ireland medals, or a jarvey license for the Gap of Dunloe. (Loaded.)
Don’t worry whether sex is normal or not. A lot of prudish people say there is no place for sex toys in the bedroom. I say, tell me about it, I’m going to have start moving some of them up to the attic. They say that sounds revolting.
I say it’s not so bad since we got one of those pull-down stairs, you’d be up and down in no time. They always blush when I say ‘up and down.’ Honestly, these people need to get out more often.

 
                     
                     
                     
  
  
 



