Wednesday, July 20, 2005
¡Hola!
So I’m back in blighty after a tulmutous two weeks back home.
The first week was fun, noisy and very very busy- with a near constant stream of people (aussies mainly) trooping in and out of the house. It was great to see everyone again, but it was nearly too busy to spend much time talking to anyone. Edel seemed in particularly good form; not even remotely stressed at the prospect of getting hitched at the end of the week. I didn’t see much of Luke (he was conspicuously keeping a low profile while everyone else was running around getting shit sorted- just right in my book) And the day of the wedding itself went off largely without a hitch. Everyone looked splendid, especially myself if I may say (natty threads courtesy of Mssr Mark Donnelly) and Ma and Pa were positively glowing. Sadly, it was on the wedding day that it all started to go a bit wrong for me. I couldn’t finish my dinner cos I was feeling a bit mbleh, but I put that down to the heat of Kelly’s inn, and was ok again after some fresh air, but decided not to rock the boat by adding drink to the equation. The next day I felt rank- like I’d been chainsmoking woodbines in my sleep- which I put down to overindulging in the cancer sticks at the wedding, and swore off them. The following morning I felt as bad again, this time I blamed Enda, as he can be a bit heavy handed with the deodorant of a morning- and promptly threw all his sprays out and bought him a roll on. The next morning I felt truly crummy and was shit out of people to blame. Someone pointed out that perhaps I was suffering from hay fever. I’d never had it before, but the symptoms seemed to tally and since it was hotter than I could ever remember it being before, I thought perhaps the pollen had overcome my immunities. Either way, I spent the rest of that day and all of the next feeling like I’d been run over by a particularly dusty bus and mum got me sorted out with a doctors appointment. This didn’t help since by the time I got to see him I had been quaffing antibiotics, antihistamines, solphadines and anything else vaguely pharmaceutical that I could lay my sweaty hands on, and was improving nicely. He concurred that it sounded like, and in all likelihood was hayfever, but then, as the immediate family and their other halves set off for a weekend in ballycastle, I noted that other people seemed to be catching whatever it was I had. By the time we left Gill, Luke, Sinead, Andrea and Brenda had been struck down- Gills still not at work, and I had to book another day’s holiday on Tuesday cos Monday just fucked me up.
Ballycastle was great though. I hadn’t been there since way back when, and there wasn’t much to do. This time though, I didn’t want to do much cos we’d gone to have, y’know, some time with the familials, just to settle down after the exertions of the wedding and all. We had a party for Olivia, Dad and Joe on Saturday night, and me and Gillo had to leave first thing Sunday morning.
So that was that. Once again, you guys, I’m very very sorry for not getting to meet up with y’all in Dublin or Omagh- laziness and circumstances conspired against me once again, but next time I will remedy this by flying to Dublin before going back up north; just make sure you are still around then, whenever it may be.
In other news, Twinkle has gained .05 of a KG in our absence and has developed a wheezy snore. Gill’s had her to the vet who assures us that it’s nothing to worry about, though if the vets in Hillsborough are on a par with the doctors, she could well have the black death and we’d be none the wiser.
Until next we meet,
Aido ‘Fried’ Potato
So I’m back in blighty after a tulmutous two weeks back home.
The first week was fun, noisy and very very busy- with a near constant stream of people (aussies mainly) trooping in and out of the house. It was great to see everyone again, but it was nearly too busy to spend much time talking to anyone. Edel seemed in particularly good form; not even remotely stressed at the prospect of getting hitched at the end of the week. I didn’t see much of Luke (he was conspicuously keeping a low profile while everyone else was running around getting shit sorted- just right in my book) And the day of the wedding itself went off largely without a hitch. Everyone looked splendid, especially myself if I may say (natty threads courtesy of Mssr Mark Donnelly) and Ma and Pa were positively glowing. Sadly, it was on the wedding day that it all started to go a bit wrong for me. I couldn’t finish my dinner cos I was feeling a bit mbleh, but I put that down to the heat of Kelly’s inn, and was ok again after some fresh air, but decided not to rock the boat by adding drink to the equation. The next day I felt rank- like I’d been chainsmoking woodbines in my sleep- which I put down to overindulging in the cancer sticks at the wedding, and swore off them. The following morning I felt as bad again, this time I blamed Enda, as he can be a bit heavy handed with the deodorant of a morning- and promptly threw all his sprays out and bought him a roll on. The next morning I felt truly crummy and was shit out of people to blame. Someone pointed out that perhaps I was suffering from hay fever. I’d never had it before, but the symptoms seemed to tally and since it was hotter than I could ever remember it being before, I thought perhaps the pollen had overcome my immunities. Either way, I spent the rest of that day and all of the next feeling like I’d been run over by a particularly dusty bus and mum got me sorted out with a doctors appointment. This didn’t help since by the time I got to see him I had been quaffing antibiotics, antihistamines, solphadines and anything else vaguely pharmaceutical that I could lay my sweaty hands on, and was improving nicely. He concurred that it sounded like, and in all likelihood was hayfever, but then, as the immediate family and their other halves set off for a weekend in ballycastle, I noted that other people seemed to be catching whatever it was I had. By the time we left Gill, Luke, Sinead, Andrea and Brenda had been struck down- Gills still not at work, and I had to book another day’s holiday on Tuesday cos Monday just fucked me up.
Ballycastle was great though. I hadn’t been there since way back when, and there wasn’t much to do. This time though, I didn’t want to do much cos we’d gone to have, y’know, some time with the familials, just to settle down after the exertions of the wedding and all. We had a party for Olivia, Dad and Joe on Saturday night, and me and Gillo had to leave first thing Sunday morning.
So that was that. Once again, you guys, I’m very very sorry for not getting to meet up with y’all in Dublin or Omagh- laziness and circumstances conspired against me once again, but next time I will remedy this by flying to Dublin before going back up north; just make sure you are still around then, whenever it may be.
In other news, Twinkle has gained .05 of a KG in our absence and has developed a wheezy snore. Gill’s had her to the vet who assures us that it’s nothing to worry about, though if the vets in Hillsborough are on a par with the doctors, she could well have the black death and we’d be none the wiser.
Until next we meet,
Aido ‘Fried’ Potato
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Sorry I couldnt make it out, with the phonebook fuck ups and launch night looming things were hectic. Still Im proud of how it all turned out, not bad for my first publication. Pity its not a novel or other work of literature but still you have to start somewhere. Next stop Alien 5 movie.
The launch party went alright, all the local big wigs were there and a lot of bullshit was made over how it was a great source for the community. Expect pics in the papers this or next week.
I would put it up for you all to see but I doubt you would want to see it, its just a phone directory ffs.
Gareth
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The launch party went alright, all the local big wigs were there and a lot of bullshit was made over how it was a great source for the community. Expect pics in the papers this or next week.
I would put it up for you all to see but I doubt you would want to see it, its just a phone directory ffs.
Gareth
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