It’s been a busy few weeks. I have been back out on the road again, whilst managing to get in one of my favourite runs. At the weekend, I was off down to Cork for another stadium gig, with lots of airport pickups. With some of the crew arriving on Friday for the Saturday gig, … More Lights! Camera! Inaction…
The European Athletics championships are on this week, and although the national broadcaster are showing a lot of the events, on Friday evening, they have opted for the testosterone-fuelled rugby instead. The athletics has been relegated to the Player on the laptop, for those that have it. Ordinarily I would be stuck to the rugby, … More Some mixed news to relay…
I am still awaiting confirmation that I have a ticket for the Dublin Marathon. Its popularity has seen it move from an event that most folks could be confident they would get a ticket for, to a lottery system, in a fairly short space of time. It was inevitable really. It moved to the more … More That’s what friends are for…
The woods are lovely, dark and deepBut I have promises to keepAnd skips to fill before I sleepAnd skips to fill before I sleep…* We’re in Italy, so of course my trainer has a top of the range Cipollini bike. In keeping with the Italian theme, her legs could have been carved by Michelangelo. Though … More A bike ride in Italy, amongst other things…
A quick post just to say I managed my first run back since the whole FOTRT (Fall Off The Roof Thing). It was on Wednesday, May 1st, and there was a little labour involved, if you pardon the reference. Gary had signed up for this extravaganza since I had mentioned it about a month ago, … More Back in the saddle
Friday, 19th April. 10.41am. I go looking for my glasses as I sit down at the laptop to digest the latest spiralling madness from the globe. Now where did I put them? No, they are not on my head, dear reader. I am actually wearing them. I am officially old. It just happened. Just like … More Giving out. Not giving up. Nor giving in…
IN WHICH WE PAY A VISIT TO OUR FRIENDLY LOCAL HOSPITAL AND MEET A MAN WHO HAS BROKEN MORE BONES THAN THERE ARE BONES, AND PONDER ON WEIGHTY MATTERS OF PHYSICS… As I walked along the road towards my mate Jim’s house, I could see a decorator scraping flaky paint off the walls of a … More Fitness to practice
Dad died on January 24th last year, and we said our goodbyes a few days later, on Saturday 28th in St. Mary’s Church in Leixlip. And on Easter Saturday just gone, we bid him a final farewell when we scattered his ashes on Three Rock, about a mile from where he grew up in Ticknock, … More The Scattering
IN WHICH WE TAKE A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE. NO, I MEAN AN ACTUAL LANE. AND THERE A LOT OF MEMORIES. SO YES, IT’S AN ACTUAL TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE… The magnolia is out next door. It’s a sure-fire sign of Spring, though full disclosure: I don’t really like magnolia trees. Not sure why; they … More A trip down memory lane
“Ring the bells that still can ringForget your perfect offeringThere is a crack, a crack in everythingThat’s how the light gets in.” AnthemLeonard Cohen Despite the rather ominous look of this picture, the overall outlook is more amber-to-green, rather than red. It’s just that the traffic lights they installed at the top of the Avenue … More That is how the light gets in…
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