Mick and Paddy were walking in Covent Garden in London. It was their first week in the capital and they were a bit naïve.
‘Lord above Paddy, this is a great city,’ says Mick.
‘Why’s that Mick?’ responds Paddy.
‘Well, to be sure,’ explains Mick, ‘where else in the world would a complete stranger come up to you, make idle chat, invite you to dinner and then offer you to spend the night at their house?’
‘No way!’ splutters Paddy, ‘did that happen to you?’
‘No,’ says Mick, ‘but it happens to my beautiful sister all the time.’
