Book description
So there I was, roysh, enjoying college life, college birds and,
like, a major amount of socialising. Then, roysh, the old pair decide
to mess everything up for me. And we're talking totally here. Don't
ask me what they were thinking. I hadn't, like, changed or treated
them any differently, but the next thing I know, roysh, I'm out on the
streets. Another focking day in paradise for me! If it hadn't been for
Oisinn's apartment in Killiney, the old man paying for my Golf GTI,
JP's old man's job offer and all the goys wanting to buy me drink, it
would have been, like, a complete mare. Totally. But naturally, roysh,
you can never be sure what life plans to do to you next. At least, it
came as a complete focking surprise to me The life and times of Ross
O'Carroll-Kelly, the cult hero with a weekly column in The Sunday Tribune.
Paul Howard helps Ross O'Carroll-Kelly to write his autobiographical
series, now consisting of four titles, largely because Ross can't really
write, roysh? Find out more at , was a bestseller in autumn 2002.
