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Back to basics
The fundamental principle of human existence is that we all care for one another. This is usually what happens when a new born baby emerges into the world. It is cared for. Somewhere along the line one or two of us have fallen out of tune with the rest of the orchestra and seemingly lost…
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Connection through disconnection
My Good Self has not darkened the door of The Great Institution of Chatham Street for a good 7 days 19 hours 23 minutes and 19.575 seconds. No greater sacrifice can one budding, red wine drinking classical guitarist make to the well being of his fellow citizens. Cometh the hour, cometh My Good Self. Social…
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Chess, drama and changing times
It all began with the chilli con carne. It continued with the eggs benedict. It was becoming increasingly clear that a very noticeable trend was emerging. In the past few days it had become glaringly obvious to My Good Self where the secret to chess Grandmaster status lay. It was in the food in My…
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Movement in Leinster House
The Irish Civil War may finally be a thing of the past. It only took 100 years. But hey, who’s counting? It seems that Leo and Micheal are snuggling up to one another. Looks like Mary Lou will have to wait a little longer before ascending the throne. So, Fianna Fáil and Fine Gael are…
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Return to Clontarf
The seafront of Clontarf was calling. My Good Self did the needful. It had been one of those early kick off mornings. The standard rituals were duly observed and come 10 bells I was on my way. First stop was My Local Michelin Star Cafe for a most tasty eggs benedict and americano. A check…
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Crisis and Opportunity
Covid-19 is a worldwide crisis. As stated before in these pages, My Good Self is nothing if not full to the brim with interesting facts. There is opportunity in every crisis. Without exception. So where are the opportunities here? Apart, of course, from increased employment openings in the manufacture and sale of hand sanitiser and…
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Sunday 8 March
It had been a while since My Good Self had done the Sunday morning stroll in the city. I had been happily plucking away at Bagatelle No. 2 yesterday morning when the urge came upon me. The time had come. It was time for a stroll. The Millennium footbridge is my favourite city crossing point…
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On the razz in Dunboyne
The hay in Dunboyne proved to be most comfortable. My Good Self had been invited there to a charity music gig by The Dunboyne Dynamo. Live music, a few pints, a bit of fresh air. How could I resist? I was off. It was a number 70 bus from Aston Quay, 20 after six bells,…
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The 70% theory
I had been out chatting with my good friend, The Multi Instrumentalist. We were mulling over the great questions of life. Such as at what point will The Boys From Anfield get over the finishing line and finally clinch the league title after 30 long years of waiting? And is there a pint of Guinness…
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The King of Headfort
Golf has been the main bonding factor between The King of Headfort and My Good Self over the years. We began our golfing connection many moons ago over the hallowed turf of Furry Park pitch and putt course on the old airport road, just past Santry Stadium. Along with The Dunshaughlin Salesman, we regularly competed…
Blind light 