Wednesday, 29 April 2009
I miss things.
In different ways.
As in, some things go way over my head, and a couple of hours, days, weeks later.... oh! Oh indeed!
But what I mean today is that I miss stuff, you know, stuff that doesn't happen anymore. Stuff that isn't anymore. And stuff that I now know never was. Stuff.
I miss tying shoelaces for the kids.
I miss brushing their hair and bunching it into (very uneven) ponytails.
I miss BONKER bars and penny biscuits.
I miss Kentucky Fried Chicken (not KFC).
I miss arsing around Europe sans responsibility.
I miss my hair.
I miss Caroline, my dear friend.
I miss TOTP.
I miss being 7 in Kilkee.
I miss Freddie.
I miss that I used to love driving.
I miss that I used to believe there was a god.
I miss winning at poker at six in the morning after a lousy week in the factory.
I miss(ed) a lot of the kids shows.(bad daddy).
I miss my Dad.
I miss most of LOST. (I don't think it matters).
I miss queueing outside Treacy's for Packet & Tripe on Saturday mornings.
I miss the 'CONTINENTAL GRILL'(s) and Coke floats.
I miss having more money than I need.
I miss the toilet bowl when I've a few too many. (oops!)
I miss my Mother telling jokes.
(The word 'remember' can be substituted for 'miss' in most of the above).
I miss ANIMANIACS.