16
Apr
2007

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I spent the bulk of today in Dublin “on business” (not going into details…) after and staying up until pretty late doing a bit of research and drinking quite a bit of Jameson last night, and now I’m home, I’m about ready to pass out. Took a couple (literally) of pictures while up in de big schmoke though.



More often than not, when I’m in Dublin, I seem to bump into Pat Ingoldsby, writing and selling his poems on the street. Last time I met him he asked me to run up to the Kylemore café and grab him a bag of chips. He’s a lovely chap so I did what he asked.

This time, he was grumbling at a bunch of pedestrians because they couldn’t speak a word of Irish, so I didn’t approach him. Zoom in on the picture above and here we have him:



The piece of paper stuck to the grey thing says “SLOW - Poet ahead”.

Found it strange, considering recent goings-on, that I didn’t see a single black Volkswagen Passat car throughout the whole day and thought maybe this conspiracy that was in my head was over - or, at least, that maybe it only happens in Dundalk. But then this guy walks past me and gives me a fairly sinister look:



At first I thought nothing of it but then he left his bike at the kerb and went into a shop … and on closer inspection… OMG… ITS A PASSAT!!!



Cue brain going into conspiracy theory overdrive. They’re following me! They’re following me! Who are “they”? I dunno! Help! Nurse! … etc.