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TA you're made from granite.
Are we in Belfast, I doubt it. The last time we were there the Tmac Clan came on board and drank us out of house and home. And the language! When we could understand them we couldn't make out what they wanted, although the Ladies seemed content with a wee Smirnoff or seven.
Varleys cholesterol exceeded his waist measurement and he banished the Ulster Fry and introduced the Ulster Grill. Hence the saying, Pissing against the wind.
Lets leave wherever we are and get a bit of wind across the deck, we can re-group and plan our next campaign.
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