An old Irish man, living alone in South Armagh, whose only son was in Long Kesh
Prison, didn't have anyone to dig his garden so he
could plant his potatoes. So he wrote to
his son about his predicament.
The son sent the reply, "For HEAVENS SAKE,
don't dig the garden up, that's where I buried the
guns!!!!!"
At 3 AM the
next morning, soldiers turned up and dug in the garden for 3 hours, but didn't find any guns.
Confused, the man wrote to his son telling
him what had happened, asking him what he should do
now?
