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That’s you fucked so
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Being home. Just in the door.
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You must be experiencing an unbelievable sense of serenity right now
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It took me a few days to settle to myself, I am under savage pressure in my personal life, I just want to be able to find myself again
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Deadpool end of
First day since last Friday that we don’t have anything on. Kids still in bed. Absolutely exhausted of the events of the last few days. Will be lighting the fire shortly. Throwing up Netflix or I’ll have a look and see what’s on the telly.
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What a return to form for labane yesterday. After two days at death’s door, I kicked the curse of 2016 to the kerb, restored by my proprietary lemsip whisky concoction. A badly needed shower and some overdue public hair trimming and off I set for the brisk walk from Castletroy into town. It’s hard to overstate how an hour or so of Irish sunshine banishes the last remnants of jet lag.
After the aforementioned mugging off in Nancy’s, returned to my hosts and cooked a sublime Boeuf en Daube Provençal in an vintage earthenware crockpot, accompanied by Dijon mashed potatoes. It was stunning, washed down with a Cotes du Rhone reserve.
Then on to he Castletroy Park Hotel (what a letdown that was, especially the bar) for a celebration for those no longer with us, a lovely family tradition. Although I didn’t seek attention, I found myself the center of it, decked out in my Christmas sweater, complete with flashing lights. The Guinness was appalling so I had to settle for sampling their whisky collection, only balking at the 17E Middleton rare.
Back then to help with some culinary prep for today, downed 5 hot whiskies to finish off any remaining bugs, and retired at 3AM. I awoke today at 9AM like a new man, ready for anything this little island can throw at me.
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Too little too late
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And they’re still firing out Guinness slops at the naive yank.
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The bants from the clique are as stale as the Guinness.
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Wife gone to a wedding with her mother.
Kids gone on a sleepover.
New surround sound system for the telly.
I feel like Ferris.
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I’m about to do serious offload myself this afternoon.
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the pretend ira lads are still reeling from the savaging they endured on Christmas eve
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It was the finest mugging off since Seamus Darby in 1982.
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They are still feeling oppressed
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Best day of Christmas
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