Archive for September, 2006

Big Dog

Friday, September 8th, 2006

I didn't think I'd see them today, F and her little dog, Ellie, but the afternoon was far too nice and I was far too fed up sitting in traffic that I went straight past the junction to the office on my way back from Dublin and headed for home. ...

Ben Folds Broke My Bike

Friday, September 8th, 2006

I had Ben Folds on the radio, bike racked securely to the roof as I pulled out of the office in Galway a week or two ago. I didn't really care how long it took, but I was heading for home for the weekend to put my feet up in ...

Never Trust a Burgular When Your Naked

Friday, September 8th, 2006

I'm coming to the end of my three weeks in Killarney. I'm also coming to the end of the long tether that holds me back from hitting someone. The hotel is lovely, and the staff warm and friendly, but they're so stuck in their ways and almost socialist in their ...

Bad Days

Friday, September 8th, 2006

I woke up last Friday morning with the distinct feeling that I hadn't actually been to sleep. My eyes ached like they had been held open in a sandstorm, my back felt stiff and rigid against the bed, and my brain seemed to react heavily, and in alarmingly slow motion, ...

Killarney

Friday, September 8th, 2006

I'm here three weeks now, which has probably given Finn time to re-stock on wine glasses, etc. The Hotel is a lovely five star little place which dosen't deserve my kind inattention, I'm sure. So far i've Broken two cups, one plate, and created a large dent in the wood ...