Two men meet for a pint - or two - in a Dublin pub. They chew the fat, set the world to rights, curse the ref, say a last farewell... In this second collection of delicious comic dialogues Doyle's drinkers ponder: a topless Kate Middleton; Barack and Michelle Obama ('fuckin' gorgeous'); David Beckham ('Would you tattoo your kids' names on the back of your neck? ' 'They wouldn't fit'); Jimmy Savile ('a gobshite'); the financial crisis (again); abortion (again); and horsemeat in your burger... Once again, those we have lost troop through their thoughts - Lou Reed, Seamus Heaney, Reg Presley, Nelson Mandela ('he should never have left the Four Tops'), Phil Everly, Margaret Thatcher, Shirley Temple - and they still have that unerring ability to ask the really fundamental questions like 'Would you take penalty points for your missis? '