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Continue reading →: One bike good, two bikes better
The backup bike is making a weird clunking noise. I suspect it’s the bottom bracket, but what do I know? Austin has been keeping me pedalling ever since I moved to Belfast. His bicycle workshop is a hive of activity and a great place to discuss all manner of things.…
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Continue reading →: Donegal in the dark
We arrived as the sun was going down That is my excuse for not figuring out how to switch the mains fusebox on. We spent a pleasant evening in the local hotel watching smartly dressed young women gather for what appeared to be a reunion do. Eventually the country music…
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Continue reading →: Damp moistness
The moisture has done nothing to dampen my enthusiasm for the weekend outing to the wilds of Donegal with the miscreant. Gales may blow, rain will fall but there will be turf fires and Gaelic spoken in cosy bars in the locality.
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Continue reading →: Donegal weekend
The anticipation of a weekend break in Donegal is delicious.This is the first chance we have had this summer to stay for any length of time in my mother-in-law’s house near Falcarragh. I went to retrieve the not stolen bike this morning. Needless to say, things did not go smoothly.…
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Continue reading →: False memory/accusation
How embarrassing – at 11:30 last night our youngest was out on the town and phoned home. “You still have your backup bike at home?” Yes – “Were you near the Duke of York on Saturday?” Yes – “Your bike is locked up nearby.” How could I have missed seeing…
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Continue reading →: Flooded toilet
The miscreant, who has a bad dose of sunburn, came into the kitchen where I was preparing a roast dinner to tell me that the bathroom floor was flooded. My speed up those stairs was a personal best. We stopped the toilet from chucking water over the floor. I say…
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Continue reading →: İ want Serenity and Happiness…no really, don’t we all want that?
İ want Serenity and Happiness I want happiness, hear the birds chirp and silence. I want calm, only to see the beauty and peacefulness. I want emotions, just loving feeling and serenity. I want good days, days where everyone smiles and joy. the sound of sea waves, tunes and music…
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Continue reading →: Party time
Birthday cake is tricky…there are unwritten rules and conventions to be observed. I had failed to grasp this principle and paid the price – bigtime. My improvised tea fruit cake with drizzle orange icing sugar was roundly mocked. To be fair, it became a sticky, stodgy disappointment before I put…
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Continue reading →: Tricast Betting
Hanging around on the Lisburn Road yesterday evening, I wandered into the bookies curious to find out what bets they could accept on the Olympic games. It was mutually agreed that I could take a punt on predicting who would be 1st, 2nd or third in the men’s 100m – tricast betting.…