Peptic Ulster

by grimbeau

Um Ulster fry, nos arredores de Belfast. Ulste...

My father ,‘Aitch’, as I called him

for nuisance value, came from Ulster.

(Tyrone to be preciser. Dungannon

to be preciser still). Growing up, as you do,

it was clear the Ulster had troubles.

My father, who, as is stated above,

came from Ulster,

Tyrone to be preciser,

Dungannon to be preciser still.

Suffered from an Ulcer.

‘We have all got our crosses to bear.’

He told me on occasion.

Later it was strange to discover that an Ulster Fry

is very similar to a Full English

except with farls and other stuff.