Tuesday, 1 May 2018

Alone, On The Throne.

That early summer didn't last long, pissing cats and dogs again all day. I only left the house to pick up the drummer from the garage where he'd dropped his car for repairs. I picked him up in the bandwagon, which he took until his motor is fixed.

I'm home alone, Mrs. Map is staying with her Mam tonight and Helena is in Irish College in the Kingdom (Kerry) for two weeks. I was gonna go to the pub but my IBS is acting up so I need to be near a toilet at all times and I prefer my own. Too much info?? 😜

Monday, 23 April 2018


Summer came early this year, it was a lovely three days. The raincoats are out again.

I trimmed the beard to a #1 again, and regretted it, again. It's now in it's scruffy stage heading back to Viking Warrior stage.

Dublin Daughter is visiting for the weekend, herself and the boy have had enough of Dublin and are moving to Beijing at the end of July! London Daughter is doing well, she's almost finished her first year of her Masters degree, whilst holding down a full-time job. Herself and the boy are planning to set up home together. Limerick Daughter is almost finished her first year of college and will be celebrating her 20th birthday this summer! Makes a man feel old. All five of us are meeting up in London for a weekend in June, it will be the last time we will all be together for a while.

My drummer of 37 years and I have picked a date to finish playing with the band. We will do our last gig in October. It will be emotional, but to be honest I've had enough of travelling and hauling equipment in and out of venues up and down the country! The drummer and meself have been friends for longer than that and will continue to see each other most days of the week. I probably won't see the other guys after October!

Our Rob was home from Oz for a visit last month with his wife and young son. It was great seeing them all but the goodbyes were hard. They are expecting their second baby in August and are in the process of buying a house just outside Melbourne. It looks like they won't be back for quite some time.

I'm back swimming again (pool) and can't wait for the real summer to get back into the cold Atlantic!

Wednesday, 18 April 2018


Day two of jury service and they haven't even picked a jury yet. We're all just sitting here watching TV. I have seen a few "characters" about the place though and know most of them to see. I doubt I'll get to serve on a jury!

UPDATE : I wasn't picked, thank fuck!

Thursday, 21 September 2017


I nearly lost a friend this week.  A very old friend.  Through stubbornness.
We were watching The Celtic being hammered, four goals down at half time.  He likes a debate/argument does my friend and I was happy to oblige, until he hit a nerve.  And I got angry.  And raised my voice. I almost never raise my voice, unless I am singing, and I certainly wasn't singing!  I had to leave the bar and cool down in the back alley. (I had only had two drinks at this stage.)  After about ten minutes I decided to go back inside and watch the second half of the game but as soon as I got to my barstool I just took my coat and left. I was still angry.
Eight days later and still no contact.  It was eating me up,  why hadn't he called to apologise?  Then it hit me, maybe he didn't think he had to. So I bit the bullet, sent him a message saying I was sorry to have raised my voice to him. He replied saying he never meant to 'touch a nerve '.
I'm glad I didn't let a 35 year relationship go down the pan.

Wednesday, 16 August 2017

Good Week

This week our middle daughter had tests for a cancer scare. We all had a very tense week.  She got positive (GOOD!) results the same day as the tests were done.
Also this week baby daughter learned she got accepted into college,  in Limerick!  Which means she can live at home, and possibly get a part time job to help with expenses.
Good week.

Friday, 4 August 2017

More Dreams

The dreams continue, but these more recent ones are about life, not death. More specifically early life, babies and very young children.  In one dream I tried to adopt a toddler who was a nonverbal autistic kid. I was the bus driver who took him from the orphanage to the crèche every day. The only time he smiled was when he saw me and took my hand. The authorities and red tape blocked my efforts to adopt him.

In another dream I was showing off my grand-nephew Adam to all and sundry.  A very proud uncle I was. Unfortunately Adam doesn't exist,  at least not yet.

It's a holiday weekend here, I'm just in from entertaining at a wedding in the city, 300 guests! Obviously they all loved me.

I've just been to our Jimmy's place but the light is still off, sadly.  I so dearly miss my big brother.

Goodnight to you all my friends,  it's good to know you are all out there watching in. I'm a lucky man to have you all in my life.  I've been even luckier to meet a couple of you in person,  one in particular on many occasions,  and have been glad to have her as a house guest six times now. I do hope life will bless me with many more blogger meetings.

It's the Ma's birthday tomorrow, she would have been 92. I feel her happy presence about me all the time and have only happy memories of her.


Wednesday, 26 July 2017


So, last night I had this dream. I dreamed the world I lived in, people's brains were still active for ten days after they died. Certain (chosen) people (of which I was one) looked after the deceased for these ten days, washing them, changing their clothes daily, talking to them and holding them until it was time for them to move on to the next phase.
The previous night I dreamed zombies were trying to drag me out of my house throughout the letterbox.