An older Irish pensioner was living alone somewhere in Northern Ireland. He had an only son who had been arrested on suspicion of arms trading.
As he was getting on in years, he began to worry about his ability to dig up his garden to plant potatoes for that year. He wrote to his son in prison about the problem and received a letter back that read the following:
Dad,
Whatever you do, DON’T DIG UP THAT GARDEN - that’s where I buried the guns!!
Your loving son,
Paddy
At 3am the next morning the man was awoken by a dozen British soldiers who proceded to dig up the man’s entire garden only to find no guns.
Bewildered, the man wrote to his son, telling him what happened and asking what he should do next. His son’s reply came:
“Plant your potatoes.”
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