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I said something wrong
Yesterday was Tuesday , October 22, 2019. It saw My Clarinet And Harmonica Mate pop around to My Official Residence for some Melodic Revising (music practice). We went over a few tunes on The Clever Little Instrument (harmonica), chewed on a couple of very tasty Danish pastries and reflected upon life and its various ups…
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The Greek Goddess
My first encounter with The Greek Goddess came in the salubrious surroundings of Ushers Island in The Fabulous Fair City (Dublin). We had both signed up for a little Exertion Without Recompense (voluntary work) with Dublin Simon Community. The task of The Greek Goddess was to Save The Universe through the distribution around The Fabulous…
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I don’t know, she wouldn’t say
Yesterday morning saw My Good Self springing to The Magic Boiler (the kettle) around 6.15. Suitably armed with The Mug Of Day Commencing Liquid, it was on with Lyric FM and down to A Bit Of Scribbling. I am much in favour of The Scribbling Business. Scribbling done and drafted, I duly proceed to A…
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Why she had to go
Yesterday morning saw My Good Self up and about at the relatively late hour of 8.30. Barry’s Tea in hand, accompanied by Spars finest Jaffa Cakes, I tuned in to The Rugby Extravaganza to see how Our Welsh Cousins (OWC) were coping with The Flamboyant French (TFF) Half time and it was France 19 Wales…
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It came suddenly
Yesterday was Saturday, October 19. Wednesday saw My Good Self return to the seafront in Clontarf courtesy of the 130 bus from Abbey Street. Dublin Bus drivers are The Saints of The Fabulous Fair City (Dublin). Dealing with money, handling occasionally very tricky on-board situations, negotiating their way through the often Devilish Dublin traffic, they…
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The All Blacks
The Haka is here. The Men In Black have arrived. The Boys In Green stand in their way. Paddy Power is licking his lips at the thoughts of my 20 euro ending up in his back pocket. Its the Rumble in Tokyo. It’s do or die. It’s The Mighty All Blacks. The Mug Of Barry’s…
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Édith and Frank
Je ne regrette rien. By all accounts Édith Piaf was a very impressive woman. Rising to international fame in spite of extremely difficult circumstances, her voice lives on today. But I disagree with her when it comes to regrets. I’m more of a Frank Sinatra man when it comes to the whole regrets situation. I’ve…
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The Mayn Man
I first stumbled upon The Mayn Man during my debut week with The Long Planks Known As Skis (TLPKAS) in the picturesque town of Mayrhofen, Austria. The week when my love affair with TLPKAS began. Also the week when My Beloved Backside took one hell of a hammering. At the time, The Mayn Man was…
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There’s a shadow hanging over me
Yesterday saw the return of My Good Self (MGS) to The Home Country. Nice to get away, always nice to come back. Sunday had seen the King and Queen of Staines Upon Thames offer an invitation to MGS to accompany them to Down House, home of Charles Darwin. Feeling suitably honoured to receive such an…
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The greatest walk in the world?
On the rare occasions when I am not to be found loitering with intent in and around The Great Institution of Chatham Street (TGI of CS) I have been known to go for the occasional stroll. Recently one of my friends observed to me that I had ‘put on a few pounds’. I agreed with…
Blind light 