I must do the fires within me push me to succeed in any field
This fire can not be extinguished by success alone
Success is worthless in my opinion it is the challange that the success enables you to come face to face with that drives me to compete
There is no point in an end just a new begining, to fight a new battel
To soar to unimaginable heights that is my aim
If some one else can why cant I
Success is what you get when you finish something and if you can finish it then it is to easily done
It is never the ease of something that brings me back but rather the struggle to conquor it
Once this is complete I have no time to be rewarded but on with the next everest

To have a reward is to be remembered

To continue conquoring is to be known

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So the plan was an attack on the place that the AFBOB were holding BO from two directions. Luckily our rally correspondent was able to inform us that there were to be many cars being driven out of Annaclone for a rally that was to be on in Donegal there it was our ticket out (that was a quote from young MD and again he had to explain to me that we were not actually going to get a ticket which I must admit upset me slightly)

We took the Golf up to our house and painted some go faster stripes on it we also fashioned a spoiler out of the roof of the old shed out the back the Golf was lookin amazing (much better than that PIMP YOUR RIDE shite). We got over the boarder no questions asked we met Sean mc Guigin on the other side and he jumped in the car and we headed on. On the way to the destination I discussed with Sean if speed holes would actually work. It took him quite sometime but he finally convinced me that there was no such thing and that I had seen it on the Simpsons.

We arrived at the destination “St Colman’s College Newry” where the AFBOB had a colony set up. We pulled up at the bottom of the avenue just across the road in a we lay-by that Mark is pretty fond of. He popped the boot of the Golf it looked just like a normal boot with his John deer boiler suit and his Peak Cap that says “FEAR THE DEER” on it. He clicked his keys twice and there were five compartments unfolded out of the back he had an array of things we could use eg: Spud Guns, Pitch Fork and a pair of Welly boots each. Shauna then produced out of her backpack a tee-shirt for each of us that said “Saving BO 08” she told us that she didn’t want to forget this outing.

So this was it we were armed and dressed for this. We received word that the Belfast group were positioned at the bottom of Hickys lane.

We slinked up the avenue which was a good 5 mins walk, we had to stop for refreshments half way down. We finally reached the top we realised that BO was heavely surrounded. We had to create a distraction so Jenny stepped up to bat and said that she would play them her composition so she ran out and began to play it was so beautiful that the guards were stunned and all gathered around to listen we took this chance MD was careful not to use the phrase “That’s the Ticket” again. Sean armed with the pitch fork wedged it underneath the wheel of the trailer before he sent it down the hill Eimear was able to tell me we needed someone to steer it at the forefront as it ran down the hill and volunteered herself to do it she jumped on the front Sean and Mark pushed down on the pitchfork while the rest of us pushed the trailer. We broke it free and it tore down the hill Eimear did an excellent job steering it to safety. We ran down the hill and I checked to see if BO was all right and she gave me a reassuring “MOOOOOOOOO”

So we had BO now at this stage Jenny had finished playing and was running down to join us with all the guards following her. This was it all over now no where to go but Eimear was able to reassure me that this was not the end and that “a mans greatest glory is not in never falling its rising every time that we fall” and said to me “the question is will you get up now that you’ve fallen?” I turned around to face the guards charging at us with their Guard ewes.

At that exact moment we heard a massive chopping noise now this looked not so much like the flying tractor I took to London, it was more of a flying Lawnmower, the Belfast ones were able to tell me that it was a helicopter. I could just about make out what it was writtin on the side it read:

Creggan Airways
(The one in Antrim)

Who poked their heads out only the legendary Hugh “butter it once” Mc Nulty and Fergal “rave in the forest” Mc Grenaghan. They lowered a magnet that stuck to the trailer and lifted it up and dropped us all a ladder