An American and an Irishman met at a farming convention in Kilkenny. The American owned a huge farm back in Texas while the Irishman had no more than a couple of acres outside Wexford.

‘Tell me about your farm,’ said the Irishman.

‘It’s enormous,’ began the America , ‘the biggest farm you ever did see in your life. It stretches half-way across the county. Do you know I can get in my truck first thing in the morning, drive around my land and still not cover it all by sundown.’

‘To be sure,’ said the Irishman, ‘I used to have a truck like that!’