Back to Ciaran's childhood, back to Ireland when he was seven. Ciaran's favourite place was Dallies a mansion with over one hundred acres and it was just behind his house separated by a small mosh land, the owner hates people on his property but the mansion is over half a mile up the driveway.
One day Ciaran and Michael had been dared to knock on the front door, something no one would do without a good reason, so of course Ciaran agrees and where Ciaran goes, Michael is right beside them. They both walk up to the door of the mansion.
Ciaran rings the doorbell and a loud chime went off, Ciaran and Michael didn't wait around, the turn and start to run down the driveway, the first thing they heard was the dogs, their running with everything they had and then start hearing the sounds of a shotgun shells being expelled.
Their nearly half way down the driveway when they see the dog, five Dobermans running right towards us but that wasn't the one to worry about and here he comes, the jack russel running through them and catching up to us rapidly, it wasn't long before he did and jumps to bite Michael on the knee, Michael shouts in pain as the continue to run while Ciaran punches the dog a couple of times.
Now that the jack russel has let go Ciaran and Michael decide to turn in to the woods, Dallies land is mainly forestry and if the climb up trees and then across the dogs won't be able to follow them, it worked and they are now at the entrance to the property.
Back with their friend they all decide to stay at Dallies, just inside on the right there is an open space with a twenty-foot rope swing, you can swing off two places one being fifteen feet and in to a holly bush, the second is twenty feet and you would likely end up swinging in to a large tree, both really fun and exciting just how Ciaran likes it.
In between all that the three of them made fork-slings, these are strong elastic bands fed through a football patch and then they would look for strong branches the forked of, all could be found easily, even the elastic bands you could find with several mounts around the corner in a field.
While Ciaran was swinging away, Michael and their friend had been shooting things and when a car came driving down the country lane Michael had shot one at the car, not thinking anything of it they carry on and after ten minutes while stood outside the front of Dallies looking up the road towards where they all live, they could see a Garda car heading towards them.
Quickly stopping in front of them Ciaran and Michael don't wait around and start running, Ciaran being the fastest was a head and emptying his pockets both full with stones, he is fast but so are the Garda and he had run past Michael catching up to him quickly, with his right hand reaching out he grabs the back of my top and lifts me up, he turns and stands there in a rugby stance waiting for Michael.
Michael has caught up to them and is now in a battle of which way faking to go left and then right but Michael darts under his legs and runs off, the whole time I'm suspended in the air by one hand, the scratch on my back burning.
Getting back to the Garda car Ciaran notices that their friend was sat calmly on a boulder, he is put in the back of the car while they stand there and talk to his friend, a couple of minutes go by and Ciaran comes to the conclusion that his friend is telling the police everything, Ciaran takes this opportunity to get back at them all.
Ciaran removes his penis from his trousers and stands to point it at the front half of the car, he got everywhere, the seats, steering wheel he even got the gearstick and doors.
They hadn't even asked Ciaran who he was, they just put him in the car and then when they got in the must have been too angry to remember to, they start to drive down the country road, the road goes two ways, the way we are going which is to Limerick or behind us was heading to Cork.
Michael had got home and told their dad as while they were driving down the road, he could see his father in the distance and it didn't take long for them to see him either, hearing the fear in their voices and words Ciaran knew he would be okay.
Stopping still with a considerable distance between them and his father, they get out of the car and walk up to him and have a brief conversation, Ciaran's father walks past them and up to the side of the car that he was sat at, he opens the door letting him out and he was about to let his friend out as well, but Ciaran told him that he had grassed them up so his dad closed the door and they started to walk off.
As they started walking Ciaran stops his father to show him the large scratch that started at the base of his back and ran all the way up, his father is angry now and asks Ciaran what officer it was, his father walks up to him and hits him in the face, telling them if they lay a hand on one of his children again, he would kill them.
Ciaran and his father continue to walk up the country road and round the corner to the front of their house. Stood outside their house as the Garda drive round stopping across the road in front of Ciaran's friend's house, one of the officers gets out and walks to the front door leaving the officer that his father punch in the car with a bloody nose. Ciaran's friends mother answers the door and after a couple of minutes she disappears in the house before coming back out, closing the front as she leaves with the officer and getting in the car with them.
Once the Garda had left, Ciaran's father drags him in and disciplines him, his father's usual choice for discipline was beating the ass with a wooden spoon.