It has been a long day. Doubly long, for a Sunday. Was up at 6.30 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 gardaÃ 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.
How could I not quote from Christy Moore’s Johnny Jump Up