as anyone ever spotted Darragh Flynn not smiling?
Even when the Happy Pear is packed to the rafters, and the queue for coffee snakes all the way down to the train station and back, Darragh is always beaming. Man, you could power at least three family homes from those rays.
Yep, other than that one time Darragh realised I had spotted him in Jokers – having a double hamburger with bacon, followed by a deep-fried Curly Wurly in batter – the man never frowns. And it’s hard to frown when Darragh Flynn is around, quietly keeping the heart and artichokes of The Happy Pear beating steadily.
Reading what Darragh has to say about his hometown above, strangely, he doesn’t make any mention of his beloved hobby, setting kittens on fire and then throwing them off The Men’s diving ramp. Straight onto the hot sand. Or how he gets all of the Happy Pear’s own-brand organic vegetables from SuperValu’s 3-for-€2 rack before putting them through the Muck-It 2000.
Oh, and don’t think we haven’t been watching you, Flynner. We know you’re the real evil genius behind The Happy Pear phenomenon.
Mark our words, one day, we’ll all be working for Darragh Flynn.