We revisited Terry McDermotts son, Mick Melia for another part in our interview series. We searched all over for about a minute until we found him sat at the bar in Tigers Lair at half nine in the morning. Mick was on his fifth pint.
We bought Mick a drink and sat down.
Alright Mick?
Large.
What would you call a butcher?
Chops chopper.
How would you describe somebody who sells fish?
Haddock merchant.
They go out in boats, but how do people get out to the oil rigs?
Feckin large chopper.
My uncle used to work on the rigs but now he's in a poultry factory, how would you describe him?
Goose chopper.
What would you say to the fat barmaid that's taking ages to pull your pint?
Chop chop feckin moose merchant.
What's fish ribs?
Feckin Haddock chops.
Who sells ducks?
Feckin goose merchant
Who, apart from David, would shag a big elk?
Feckin moose fecker
So what would you call a guy whose son sells poultry, fish and big elks, and he's a butcher who works on the rigs?
Fecking Goose Haddock Moose Feckin Merchant Chops Chopper Feckin Large Chopper Chopper Dad.
Our thanks go to Mick Melia who had a few more pints then went up to Merchant Navy for a few pints then Admiral for a few pints then back to Tigers for a few pints then Ebbo's for a few pints then upto Savile Row for his pool match.
And a few pints.
Join us next week when were recreating old times as were at Dog and Duck in Walkington, with Ishan picking us all up from Spring Bankistan on his Grifter.
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