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JP took another generous gulp of his pint as he admired himself in the mirror behind the bar counter. His trusty lieutenants – Rasher and Mono – imbibed in synchronous fashion. This was how it was, and this was how it had always been. There was a telepathic avenue between the drinking amigos that resultedContinue reading “Mellowed Expectations”

JP nursed the end of his pint and looked up and down the length of the bar counter. Flanked by his trusty lieutenants – Rasher and Mono – it could have been any other Thursday night in Donleavy’s pub. Except it wasn’t. This was an illegal gathering in the middle of Covid-19 lockdown. And ‘gathering’Continue reading “Hard to find a Role Model”

JP was in pensive mood as he stared at the Donleavy’s whiskey section behind the bar. He continuously wondered why Donleavy stocked some of these brands of spirits. And where did he even get them? Like – who would be coming into Donleavy’s and saying…‘I’ll have a pint of plain and a Stronachie 10-year-old chaser’.Continue reading “Won’t end up looking good.”

JP, Rasher and Mono watched as Donleavy moved up and down behind the bar counter. He seemed to be moving like a punch-drunk boxer unaware of his purpose. They were concerned for their bar owner, barman and dare they say it – friend. He had illegally kept Donleavy’s bar ‘open’ to his select customers throughContinue reading “Donleavy’s – a very unique experience”

Up and down behind the bar counter, Donleavy seemed to have a new spring in his step. The December easing of restrictions allowed him to open his bar in a legal way for the first time since lockdown in March. The man had kept the pub open illegally and covertly through the entire Covid periodContinue reading “Rasher and Gandhi”

JP, Rasher and Mono took their bar stools at the counter in ‘Donleavy’s’. They had taken their usual route – under cover of darkness – through the back gate of ‘Donleavy’s’ and via the storeroom into the bar. Donleavy looked as if he had got smaller every time they came into the bar. Guess whenContinue reading “Cows can keep farting”

JP, Rasher and Mono were enjoying their illicit pints in Donleavy’s. Donleavy was clearly not having the time of his life. The constant stress of keeping a pub premises operating illegally was beginning to take its toll on the bar-owner. JP was sure that Donleavy’s hairline had visibly receded since March. Mono had recently remarkedContinue reading “Covid Blitz”

Donleavy’s humour had not improved in the last number of days. He could frequently be heard muttering and kicking bottle caps as he walked behind the bar counter. Nobody could swear for certain what the words were, but most concurred that they were hearing ‘Mickey Martin’ a lot, and there was some agreement on ‘sleeveen’,Continue reading “Don’t Need to Hide Your Lyin’ eyes.”

Donleavy was like a man working himself through the seven stages of Covid grief. Just one big problem – he was stuck on anger. Clearly when he kept his pub illegally open to cater to his regular clientele – he wasn’t expecting the pub lockdown to go on for this length of time. Or thatContinue reading “Covid Perverts”

Donleavy was furious. JP and the two boys couldn’t remember when they had seen him so livid. He was literally banging the pints down in front of them. If he were a cartoon character at this moment, then he’d be depicted with steam coming out of every orifice. It didn’t make for relaxed imbibing.  MonoContinue reading “Covidiots”