The lads at the retired businessmen’s club decided to hold their weekly lunch and drinks in the new Reginald Bar in Waterford as they were curious to see what it looked like after all the renovations.
While most of the members usually turned up alone, they sometimes brought their wives and most of the ladies decided to tag along on this occasion.
The last to arrive was 84-year-old Mickey Joe, a very wealthy man who had never married and who had never brought a companion to any of the club’s meetings, not even the annual dinner dance.
Imagine then the look of surprise on everybody’s face when Mickey Joe, dressed up to the nines like never before, arrived with a beautiful young woman who was, as they say in Ferrybank, ‘beat into him’.
“I never knew that Mickey Joe had a daughter or maybe a grand-daughter,” whispered one of the women to her husband. “He doesn’t, I don’t know who she is,” he replied, totally mystified.
“Everybody, I’d like you all to meet my fiancée, Samantha Jane,” announced Mickey Joe.
“Hi guys,” purred Samantha Jane who flashed a huge diamond rock on her finger before snuggling into Mickey Joe and planting a big kiss on his cheek.
The ladies gave Samantha Jane eye-daggers while the lads nudged each other in the ribs and giggled like schoolboys as Mickey Joe and his fiancée continued to carry on like lovesick teenagers.
Eventually, Mickey Joe needed to pay a visit to the men’s room and the club secretary, Tom, followed him.
“For feck’s sake, Mickey Joe, we all know you’re stinking rich but how did you manage to click with such a beautiful young bird? Did you lie about your age and say you were only 70?”
“Of course I lied about my age,” smirked Mickey Joe, “but I didn’t say I was younger than I am. I made it a much more attractive scenario and told her I was nearly 94.”