Limping Towards Knowing What Matters
It’s four in the morning and what’s more the dawning… oh no, wrong sentiment.
Well it is four in the morning, and I’m just in the door from the premiere of that Irish film.
One thing I have discovered tonight is how to fix a limp. With a six mile walk.
So I’m feeling very happy and I’ve given the dog the good news about being able to return to going out for more than a limp on the trail.
And almost as good, I found two tennis balls on the way home.
But I am tired, so let me have a swift eight cups of tea, and then decide if I have anything further to say or if I’m going to go to sleep.
In the meantime here’s a commercial break:
Eolaí gan Fhéile:
So, your man in the video used Google maps to plan his trip?
No, no, no, if he’d've used google maps, he’d've been swimming between France and Boston.
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