No chewy for old men
So the time had come to bring my Dad ,Fat Freddie, to Dublin for his Christmas present. I had bought tickets for Jersey Boys, so that he could , one more time, experience the music of Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons. Oh what a night ! (gettit?) After a somewhat overpriced, slowly brought to the table, pre theatre meal in the nearest hotel ( Fat Freddie does not walk far) we headed into the Bord Gais Energy Theatre for the show, taking our seats, where I had specifically chosen them for my Dad, seats at the end of an aisle, near a toilet and a slope instead of steps down to them....no I am not telling you here these are ! As I wanted to freshen my mouth after dinner, I took out my Airwaves chewing gum and offered FF one. "No thanks" he replied, but I persisted, extolling their virtues as sinus relievers and breath fresheners. He decided to accept one .....NOT a good idea ! A moment later I noticed a snapping noise as he repeatedly opened and closed his mouth, like a perso...