26 February 2008

I can't seem to be able

... to even spell my own name today.

The gales continue over Dublin.

I like a gentle breeze.
This sounds like a wild west wind.
I expect Shelley to come howling out
of the clouds, singing praises.

His enthusiasm was a bit over-rated,
considering the Atlantic influence on our
little island.


Any excuse to give an update on the
Irish Blog Awards.

The seats have been sold out.


Fair dinkum!


Blogger DaviMack said...

It's hardly gentle over towards our end of the world - we're wishing you'd kept them!

2/29/2008 11:13 pm  

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