Looking For Neal
A chap from Limerick is about to visit London for the first time.
When one of his elderly neighbours, Mrs Dunn, hears of this she asks him, "Sure, would you mind calling in to see my son when you're over there? The little rascal hasn't spoken or written to me in over two years!"
"Certainly," replies our hero. "What's his name and where does he live".
"His name's Neal- we all call him Nealy" she replies. "I don't know his full address but he lives in London WC1."
Some weeks later, our man has just arrived in Heathrow and spots a sign saying "WC".
He goes through the door and heads for the first cubicle.
Knocking on the door, he shouts "hello in there! Are you Nealy Dunn??"
"Errr, yes……………" comes the reply, "but I've run out of paper!"
"Well that's no excuse for not writing to your Mammy in over two years!!"