There is always one

Who won't conform.
Who will stick out like a soar tongue.



Today I got yet another proof that my Mum upgraded to a mobile phone that can predict the worse possible time to call you.
It rang precisely as around 200 protesting bikers were about to thunder down O'Connell street.
She usually rings when
a- I am driving
b- one of the kids is in advanced meltdown mode