Joe was certainly doing all the talking
Not the glamorous brunette so. Probably Audrey
I saw the Louth gaelic football squad receiving a Garda escort on the Malahide Road just after midday.
I wasn’t long after hopping off the #15 bus having returned from competing in the Terenure 5 Mile Road Race (cc TFK fun-running thread). Competitors were urged to cycle, walk, jog, use public transport or carpool to & from the event in order to help save the environment so I was happy to oblige (cc @Little_Lord_Fauntleroy).
It dawned on me that my life partner was taking the kids to the park to meet pals for 12.30 before heading back to our friends’ new house for food. I therefore made the tactical decision to stall around the general Malahide Road area for a while to avoid the prospect of having to join them on their excursion.
I went into the Circle K diagonally across from Donnycarney Church & bought some chewing gum. Then I decided to walk up the road & into Maypark, as I could hear cheering & general noise one would associate with underage Killester Donnycarney FC football matches taking place on the pitches there.
I was on the Malahide Road side of the Maypark pitches watching a competitive girls’ U9 match when I heard the sirens followed by the unmistakeable sight of the Garda motorbike outriders coming from the direction of The Goblet down the road towards Donnycarney & onto the city. I noted Louth were travelling in an Anchor Tours bus & it was white, sky blue & royal blue. It had the usual little sign on the dashboard indicating it was the Louth team.
I watched them whizz past & then saw the opposition keeper let a trickler into the net through her hands. I checked my watch, realised it was 12.14, reasoned they’d be well gone by the time I completed the 15-minute walk home & so commenced my stroll home to Killester.
I’m now home alone, still sitting in my running gear, but smarting from a list of odd jobs my life partner left me.
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What brand of chewing gum mate?
She mugged you off good and proper mate. She threw out the line about the park meet-up, knowing that you would swerve it and head home.
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Oldest trick in the book
Schoolboy error.
Amateur hour
I spotted David Gough again earlier today walking into Blanchardstown shopping centre with a younger foreign looking gentleman.
Saw Éire international football Alan Browne at the airport this morning with his family.
I threw you the magic 10 there sport but was mildly disconcerted with your penchant for girls U-9 football.
You must never be at home these days with all your travelling
Not GAA or Rubby
Clocking up the miles alright. On a mini-break with herself.
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Mrs @Locke: “oh, lovely! A little break in Portugal!”
@Locke: “we’re just flying to Portugal. Then it’s a 10 hour bus journey to Madrid, and a day of trains to Bratislava, and then back. You will absolutely love the Geneva train station”
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@Locke - bringing new meaning to ‘tipping away’.
You’ll note he passes the time on these endless journeys reviewing the HPR thread. A gas man.
A few posts of foamy pints from a tavern across the road from the train station in Stuttgart or Salzburg, and he telling the Mrs he doing a bit of work when he has the HPR spreadsheet opened up.
Up 3 places in the rankings. The European spot looking more secure with this away result.
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Who: Darragh Egan
Where: Talbot Hotel Wexford town
When: Live spot
Mr Egan was in the Ballast Bar, presumably getting lunch. Mr Egan posed a pensive mood with a clipboard in hand trying to mull over how to beat the North West neighbours. Mr Egan wore a shorts and a t-shirt.