Caitlin Moran Quote
And so I have brought this pint for him—a proper Irish pint, from Ireland. This pint—brought through the sky, and over the sea. I am finally buying my old man a good pint of Guinness. As I walk through the door, holding the glass—kids throwing themselves at me, one already crying—I hold it out to Dadda, and tell him to sip it. He tears the cling film off—looking at me, confused—and then takes a sip. Christ. That’s flat, he says.
Caitlin Moran
And so I have brought this pint for him—a proper Irish pint, from Ireland. This pint—brought through the sky, and over the sea. I am finally buying my old man a good pint of Guinness. As I walk through the door, holding the glass—kids throwing themselves at me, one already crying—I hold it out to Dadda, and tell him to sip it. He tears the cling film off—looking at me, confused—and then takes a sip. Christ. That’s flat, he says.