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I am absolutely shite at recognising when someone is flirting with me. Like, comically bad at it. My mates would mock me about it. But something happened today that made me so happy. 1/?
1/3 My dad was in the motor trade. We lived in a rural enough area. About 20 years ago, a neighbour's car got crashed into. The other car had just driven off, so they had no idea who had done it. They asked my dad to have a look to see if he had any idea how much it would cost to fix it.
I’ve never heard Kneecap confirm this but I always took their name to be a pun as Gaeilge because ‘knee cap’ in English is pronounced the same as ‘no idea’ (‘ní cheap’) in Irish
Congrats Pope Leo XIV, commiserations Pope Leo V