Seedless in Seattle - Softcover

Like the great Jesus Christ himself, I had a lot of shit on my mind when I hit 33 ...

I had three new-born future Ireland internationals to feed, a daughter in need of psychiatric evaluation and a teenage son obsessed with uncovering the shameful secrets of our family's 1916 past.

Throw into the mix a sister missing in Orgentina, a wife struggling to lose the weight from her orse and an interfering father-in-law living under my roof.

You can see why, like the Son of God, my life had become a major hassle.

And just when I thought it couldn't get any more difficult, a moment of madness involving - what else? - the opposite sex persuaded Sorcha that I needed to have the unkindest cut of all.

Like the great Jesus Christ Himself, I hit the age of 33 with a lot on my mind ...

My old schools coach, Father Denis Fehily, used to say: 'God, life and rugby balls - they all move in mysterious ways.' And I could, like, fully understand that statement?

I had three newborn future Ireland internationals to feed, a daughter in need of psychiatric evaluation and a son obsessed with uncovering the dork secrets of our family's 1916 past.

Throw into the mix a sister missing in Orgentina; a wife, who needed a little - shall we say - encouragement to shed her baby weight; and a set of interfering in-laws living under my roof. You can see why life had become a hassle.

But just when I thought it couldn't get any more complicated, a moment of indiscretion with - what else? - another women, persuaded Sorcha that I needed to have the unkindest cut of all.

Praise for Ross O'Carroll-Kelly

'Snortingly funny one-liners ... there's plenty of gas left in the Ross tank' RTÉ Guide

'Side-achingly funny' Sunday Business Post