Walking home last night ... it began to snow. Big wet sticky flakes filling the air, a heavy soft snowfall. I know I'm a geek, but I thought of Jimmy Joyce. "The snow is general all over Ireland." An odd thing ... nobody expected it ... it had been a bit of a chilly grey day, but not snow-chilly. And then there it was - a heavy snow falling through the night.
It was just beautiful.
And this is a message for my sisters:
This afternoon I am going to watch some rugby on television at Kielys in Donnybrook. You'll know the place of which I speak - it will live on in memory forever:
-- "Well, to be perfectly honest with you ... it's more like the trapezoid of Kerry."
-- "Fat man in a little coat ... fat man in a little co-oat..."
-- "So you guys lost the match, huh." "Oh no, we won." A stunned pause. Then - "It was a moral victory."
-- "My name's Sean ... and this is my friend Sean, and over here is a good friend of mine - Sean ..."
It'll be hilarious to be in that joint again.
Posted by sheilaSheila, sounds like a great time. Enjoy!
Posted by: Patrick at November 21, 2004 4:11 PMHey, that was where the girl in the bathroom was screaming into her cell phone, "I'm in fuckin donnybrook! hello? hello?"crazy. from there to the late night dance club and the clown car full of irish boys...
Posted by: jean at November 22, 2004 12:52 PMJean - exactly. Taigh and Cahul showing us the town. Rio's!! Where the fuse blew within five minutes of us being there.
Posted by: red at November 23, 2004 6:52 AMThe entire building going black because (according to one of the drunken mob): "Someone was drying their fuckin hair". Our new best friend, the bald guy who got into the night flash photo?
Posted by: jean at November 23, 2004 1:56 PM