Éire go brách

Off to Ireland, for some r&r. Some stout; some pub food; some music. But mostly the joy of being among the Irish, walking the streets of Dublin.

In one sense, going home. I’ve always loved the Irish, and not the least because they’ve had the gumption to tell John Bull to p*** off. And won liberty for all but six counties. Time will bring them, too, into the Republic…

I’ll be back in a week’s time for some fresh posting.

Thanks for stopping by.


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