The winner of our fabulous competition of a weekend break in Whelyn Lodges in Castletownbere is Bronagh Woods. She clearly put some effort into her entry and it gave us a good chuckle here in the office – a deserving winner I think you’ll agree!
He treks mountains, I lie in the sun
I chat with the girls, he goes for a run
He plays footie while I read a book
He likes to eat but never to cookHe’s placid and calm; I’m up to high dough
I like to relax, he’s get up and go
He’d hunt, shoot and fish, I feed the birds
I talk for Ireland; he’s a man of few wordsHis hero’s Rambo, mine’s Bridget Jones
I always text but he always phones
I like to party, he likes us two
He’s into curries, mine’s Irish stew!He lies in bed, I’m up at dawn
He finds Newsline riveting – it’s such a yawn
Do you think as a couple we’re poles apart?
It’s really quite simple – he’s stolen my heartHe lights up my life when he walks through the door
Catches my eye ‘cross a heaving dance floor
He holds my hand when I’m scared or afraid
Saying he loves me, doesn’t need said!I‘ll love him forever, my No.1 man
He makes me laugh, as only he can
Big wedding or small, I’ll be his wife
I’ll stay with this man to the end of my life.
