Those damnable best intentions went a-wanderin' again; insulting ladyboys, got beaten up on the tube and had luggage redirected to reykjavik; ended up drinking in shoreditch with japanese kylie fans - hence the infrequency of posts of late. Didn't bother me though - stuck here at home ripvanwinklin' through the biblical deluge that is the Irish summer. Thank goodness for stumped fowl, I say!
A statement about my mother who has died
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It has been 2 weeks and 2 days since my mother died.
Such is the nature of mourning. Every day counts. Each days brings us
farther from the incalculable ...
1 day ago