well fuck that, fucking freezing out there today. the lunch plan was guinness, ploughman's sandwich and oxen of the sun on the beach, but it's grey enough to be dublin here today, and blowy, so i just gave up and sat down on a bench, evoking a kinda underwhelming 'am i walking into eternity along hove promenade?' feeling.
'no' i thought.
so a bit of a disppointment there, would have neen nice to relax and bask for a while. still, pub later, fake irish accents and pseudo-thoughtful booziness ahoy. enjoy folks. |