Get me out of here
This is one of my favourite photos that I took during the recent St Patrick’s Day festival in Dublin. Someone poured washing powder into the fountain on Dame Street and, of course, the inevitable happened. I surprised it doesn’t happen every Friday/Saturday night in Dublin. Ah, the old ones are the best. [...]
Did you enjoy the parade?
I did. It was absolutely fabulous, darling!
Although the amount of teenagers drunk/getting drunk during the afternoon was a bit worrying. Then again, I am getting old!
I took quite a few photos today and eventually, I’ll add them to a flickr set called Paddy’s Day 2007.
More trouble
So… two days before Mothers Day, I’m in work but my personal mobile phone gets a text message, followed a minute later by a ‘missed call’/voicemail from my mother. She knows I still love her even though I don’t get to visit her very often (we live in different cities/towns).
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False identification
Rumours that this is me are completely unfounded. It is true that I do like to take it easy at the weekend but it’s not me, honestly!
Miracle needed
Peter Stringer might be back but, frankly, I think we need a miracle for Saturday’s (rugby) game against England.
I know they’re GAA posts in the Phoenix Park but the rugby match is being played in Croke Park, innit.
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