Watching Michael Stone earlier on got me thinking about the time we went on a weekend to Northern Ireland. My mates are all Protestants and we stayed in a place called Newtonards about 10 miles from Belfast. We had been on a night out in town and I had too much to drink (Smirnoff Ice on tap over there!!). Me and a mate were walking back to the house we were staying and I will remember this mural until I die. Bearing in mind that it was 2am, pitch black, I am in a strange place with a history of violence and I turn the corner to be faced with this.......................
http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a99/Edinburgh_STFC/Newtonards.jpg'Better to die on your feet, than live on your knees'