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Town planning
Although it is probably more by accident than design that the seaside, western,town of Enniscrone is a very ‘vision impaired‘friendly’ spot, it is a very welcome discovery none the less. I was first introduced to Enniscrone many moons ago by The Kitchen Sink Dude. The initial attraction was the excellent golf links there, however as…
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Inflation hits South King Street
So there I was, making my customary Saturday morning way up through Temple Bar, six stringed friend in hand, amp in my rucksack, when all of a pleasant suddenness I get the big hello from The Albino Dude. It was good to see him again. Back in the days when I organised various music sessions…
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Away from home
So there I was, making my way up through Temple Bar en route to South King Street for the weekly audience with my adoring fans. I had pulled up at the junction of Dame Street and South Great Georges Street as I waited for the pedestrian crossing to change. I took a little look around…
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A short discussion
So there I was, stood at the corner of Bachelor’s Walk and Liffey Street, across from the Woollen Mills, looking to make my way onto Ormond Quay, en route to The Great Institution of Chatham Street. There was a car stopped in front of me, waiting it’s turn to take a left onto the quays.…
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A taste of Dublin
So there I was, doing my thing in The Great Institution of Chatham Street when I found myself presented with a couple of free paases to the Taste of Dublin food festival in the Iveagh Gardens. What choice did I have but to accept? And so this afternoon I made my way up to Harcourt…
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Sport and human rights
There is a golf tournament taking place in England this week that is being funded by Saudi Arabia. The media are attacking the organisers and participants on account of the questions human rights record of the Saudis. I find it strange that nobody seems to be asking about the rights of the Texas school children…
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Forever JJ’s
So there I was, making my way up to Vidal of Portobello for the annual ear lowering gig. I was heading up South Great George’s Street and had stopped at the pedestrian crossing which leads into Aungier Street. I looked across and viewed the pub that is now known as the Thomas Moore Inn, formerly…
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I don’t want it to fly away
So there I was, doing my Saturday afternoon busking thing on South King Street. It was a little cool and breezy as I kicked off my set. I had progressed onto my third piece, ‘Jesu, Joy of man’s desiring’ by J.S. Bach.. Mostly I play this piece without error however today was not one of…
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Back out there
Due to a wee cold and consequent low energy my busking career has had to take a back seat for the past few weeks so it was good to get back out there again today. It was a lovely afternoon on South King Street as I set up my stall outside the Gaiety just after…
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A strange place to park a bicycle
So there I was, doing my thing in The Great Institution of Chatham Street, making my contribution to the Guinness pension fund. Somebody has to do it. I was making my way to the gents loo when who should give me the big hello only the man known as The Son of Dublin. He is…
Blind light 