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Who’s Zooming who?
The New Me was really getting into the swing of things. I was kickin’ ass. Nothing was going to stop me now. The crucial hour of midday had come and gone and not a drop of the quare stuff had crossed my lips. Not a single drop. Indeed it was not until the relatively late…
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Chess and guitar update
It would appear that the closure of My Local Michelin Star Cafe has impacted strongly on my budding chess career. The chilli con carne and the eggs benedict are nowhere to be seen. And The Prince of Pinner has struck back, with a string of victories Not a man to be trifled with. My Good…
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Heading North
The Northside, land of my birth, upbringing and where I still live, had been neglected. And so, of a cool and cloudy Wednesday morning, it was off down Abbey Street, around by Busaras, onto Amiens Street, past Connolly Station before hanging a sharp left onto Portland Row which took me up to Summerhill and the…
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The New Me
That whole business of being half cut before midday was a shameful carry on. Never to be repeated. Ever. And so after a most pleasing tea, toast and biscuits al fresco on the balcony, it was off to the outside world to discover The New Me. The South Circular Road was the chosen walking route…
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The return of Marty
World order had been restored. Marty Whelan was back at the helm for the Lyric fm weekday breakfast show. Phew. It was after eight bells when the first mug of Barry’s brew slithered down my throat. It was closely followed by the second. It was that kind of morning. First item on the agenda was…
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Heading West
The current crisis is not all death and suffering, doom and gloom. There are upsides. My Good Self has gotten around to sampling quite a few new wines, for one. I have also been pushed into finding some new walking routes. Thus far my travels have taken me initially in an easterly direction along the…
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Signs of life
Burger King in O’Connell Street was open. A bit of noise could be heard from one of the many construction sites around the city. Ghost town was showing small signs of life. And My Good Self was again feeling the spirit of adventure. Christopher Columbus, Vasco de Gama and Ferdinand Magellan were all there, swirling…
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Paddy’s seats
I had recently paid my respects to one of the two canal side seats dedicated to Patrick ‘Paddy’ Kavanagh. Time to balance the books. The morning had kicked off when My Good Self uprooted from the hay coming up on eight bells. The Barry’s brew was soon in hand and the day could then begin…
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Bob
Bob was a skiing friend. He hailed from Yorkshire, England. As such he was, over the past few years, someone that I would see annually for one week, no more than that. Shortly after that particular ski week ended this year at the end of January, I decided to step away from that group for…
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Donald the divider
To a degree Donald Trump has a point. The World Health Organisation (WHO) does appear to pay an undue amount of heed to China. Taiwan, one of the leaders in the response to COVID-19, is not accepted as a member of the WHO on account of political objections from Beijing. China, on the other hand,…
Blind light 