Jul 08 2007
Tell them I’m not crazy, tell them I’m not mad. It was only a sup of that cider I had
It has been a long day. Doubly long, for a Sunday. Was up at 6.30[1] Yes, Six Thirty in the am. On account of peoples falling out windows and impaling themselves on railings. And while I am prone to exaggeration, that is the truth, and let me tell you, finding firemen washing blood off the footpath outside your home is not something you really want to wake up to. And inviting a garda up to your place in order to give details of the faller, and then having to head up to the hospital and hang around, being told nothing, for hours. Until yet more gardaà arrived and took our witness statements.
Don’t worry, damaged foot, broken arm, fractured skull, but the patient is stable and currently snoring in the hospital. But still, not a great start to the day.
The demon drink eh.
In much better and happier news Sligo are Connacht Champions 2007. First time since 1975 that we’ve won. So the favourites didn’t win their 45th title. Cue the celebration in Sligo.
And now there is the Munster Hurling[2] to be watched[3] Busy busy busy, that’s what I am. Haven’t even had the time to open up the newspaper.
How could I not quote from Christy Moore’s Johnny Jump Up
- this may not be early for the likes of Kelly, but for the likes of me it is ↩
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