Tony Mulgahooney RIP

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Tony Mulgahooney died last week, aged 56, he served as my milkman for nearly 3 years.

I'd like to send my condolences to his family, who will never read this (obviously) and I have never met or even give a toss about. He was an absolute legend and this a great loss to the milk distribution industry.

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sorry to hear about that.........

And now he's gone to make deliveries in that milk round in the sky.
Where the customers are angels and ferocious dogs are banned,
And the milkman's life is full of fun in that fairy, dairy land.

rip
 
I'll bet a £ to a penny that he drunk too much green top.

Drinking on the job, often deadly.

rip.

A tribute to Tony Mulgahooney if I may, my favourite song ever. The Rampling remix is my personal fave.


You could hear the hoof beats pound
As they raced across the ground
And the clatter of the wheels
As they spun round and round
And he galloped into Market Street
His badge upon his chest
His name was Ernie
And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west

Now Ernie loved a widow
A lady known as Sue
She lived all alone in Linley Lane
At number twenty two
They said she was too good for him
She was haughty, proud and chic
But Ernie got his cocoa there
Three times every week
They called him Ernie (Ernie)
And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west

She said she'd like to bathe in milk
He said alright sweetheart
And when he finished work one night
He loaded up the cart
He said you wanted pasturised
Coz pasturised is best
She says Ernie I'll be happy
If it comes up to me chest
And that tickled old Ernie (Ernie)
And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west

Now Ernie had a rival
An evil looking man
Called Two Ton Ted from Teddington
And he drove the bakers van
He tempted her with his treacle tarts
And his tasty wholemeal bread
And when she saw the size
Of his hot meat pies
It very near turned her head
She nearly swooned at his macaroon
And he said now if you treat me right
You'll have hot rolls evry morning
And crumpets every night
He knew once she'd sampled his layer cake
He'd have his wicked way
And all Ernie had to offer
Was a pint of milk a day
Poor Ernie (Ernie)
And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west

One lunchtime Ted saw Ernie's horse and cart outside her door
It drove him mad to find it was still there at half past four
And as he leaped down from of his van
Hot blood through his veins did course
And he went across to Ernie's cart
And he didnarf kick his horse
Who's name was Trigger (Trigger)
And he pulled the fastest milkcart in the west

Now Ernie rushed out into the street
His goldtop in his hand
He said if you want to marry susie
You'll fight for her like a man
Oh why don't we play cards for her
He sneeringly replied
And just to make it interesting
We'll have a shilling on the side
Now Ernie dragged him from his van
And beneath the blazing sun
They stood there face to face
And Ted went for his bun
But Ernie was to quick
Things didn't go the way ted planned
And a strawberry flavoured youghurt
Sent it spinning from his hand
Now Sue she ran between them
And tried to keep them apart
And Ernie pushed her aside
And a rock cake caught him underneath his heart
And he looked up in pained surprise
As the concrete hardened crust
Of a stale pork pie caught him in the eye
And Ernie bit the dust
Poor Ernie (Ernie)
And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west

Ernie was only fifty-two, he didn't want to die
Now he's gone to make deliveries
In that milkround in the sky
Where the customers are angels
And ferocious dogs are banned
And a milkmans life is full of fun
In that fairy dairy land
But a woman's needs are many fold
And Sue she married Ted
But strange things happened on their wedding night
As they lay in their bed
Was that the trees a rustling
Or the hinges of the gate
Or Ernies ghostly goldtop a rattling in their crate
They won't forget Ernie (Ernie)
And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west
 
stephen said:
craggy island milkman, pat mustard, recently turned 59!
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I wish i was called Pat Mustard.

What a great name.

I bet he gets called Matt Pustard from time to time by mistake.


I also bet if anyone was called Matt Pastard in real life, you'd get called Fat Bastard a lot as a joke.
 
i wish i was pat mustard then i could be arrested for being so gorgeous.........
 
Rumour has it that he diversfied into ice cream but the pressure got to him and he topped himself...



Anyone done the

"You'll have to get up pretty dam early to get one over him"

...joke?
 
Jam Man said:
Rumour has it that he diversfied into ice cream but the pressure got to him and he topped himself...



Anyone done the

"You'll have to get up pretty dam early to get one over him"

...joke?
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8)(groans all round).

Whatever floats your boat m8.
 
when man of the people David Cammeron was on Desert Island discs he chose Ernie as one of his records.
 
Super Polack said:
Tony Mulgahooney died last week, aged 56, he served as my milkman for nearly 3 years.

I'd like to send my condolences to his family, who will never read this (obviously) and I have never met or even give a toss about. He was an absolute legend and this a great loss to the milk distribution industry.

Insert copy and pasted shíte.

Copyright www.snoretown.com
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Sarcasm, Irony, Parody and satirism all in one post. Quality :lol::lol::lol::lol:
 
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