Two More Pints - Tapa dura

"Hilarious." (Kate Saunders The Times)

"Surprisingly scintillating." (Esquire UK)

"Savagely funny, occasionally inspired, and almost poetic in their rhythm, speed and economy." (Suzi Feay Guardian)

"Wicked humour... Hilarious." (Carl Wilkinson Financial Times)

"Delightful." (Michael Conaghan Belfast Telgraph Morning)

Two men meet for a pint – or two – in a Dublin pub. They chew the fat, set the world to rights, curse the ref, say a last farewell... In this second collection of comic dialogues Doyle’s drinkers ponder:
- a topless Kate Middleton
- Barack and Michelle Obama (‘fuckin’ gorgeous’)
- David Beckham (‘Would you tattoo your kids’ names on the back of your neck?’ ‘They wouldn’t fit’)
- Jimmy Savile (‘a gobshite’)
- the financial crisis (again)
- abortion (again)
- and horsemeat in your burger...

Once again, those we have lost troop through their thoughts - Lou Reed, Seamus Heaney, Reg Presley, Nelson Mandela (‘he should never have left the Four Tops’), Phil Everly, Margaret Thatcher, Shirley Temple - and they still have that unerring ability to ask the really fundamental questions like ‘Would you take penalty points for your missis?’