Mother Ireland, You're Raising Drink-Drivers Yet

It turns out that the Mystery Sheep Crusher is actually the son of a local businesswoman. She started off running a bed & breakfast. Then she started specialising in the Polish-construction-worker bed & breakfast sector. She put portakabins and caravans in her back yard and jammed them full of migrant construction workers, who just want to work all day, park their trucks on the lawn, cook their own dinner in the kitchen and then leave the house before dawn. It's a good business, she drives a brand-new 4-wheel-drive, which she keeps brand-new by changing it every year. The drink-driving son is the problem child apparently. It's not the first time he's driven off the road while drunk, it's the third time. He gets drunk, drives along the public road, drives into a ditch or a field, abandons the vehicle and gets home before the police can breathalyse him. "They'll never be able to prove anything," his mother confided, with a note of relief in her voice. Unless the crushed sheep can provide a positive ID. One of the panellists on the (appropriately named) The Panel said that she heard one mother complain that all four of her sons were terrified of going out for a drink, for fear they'd be stopped by the police while drink-driving. Why doesn't one of them drive the other brothers to the pub, she asked. The driver can have one drink and the other three can get completely lamped. "Yerrah," the woman snorted. "Whoever heard of going to the pub for one pint?" Whatever happened to Mother's Against Drink Driving? Mother Ireland, you're rearing them yet. Link: Sheep Under the Axle: Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps Technorati Tags: The Pale, ireland, Law and Order, livestock,