Marine Lepen has nazi connections

Spent two hours of my life (that I will never get back) watching the final address of the 11 candidates for the French presidential election.

Only a sprinkle of them actually said something. And an even smaller number actually said something that I would tend to agree with.
And none of them could remotely implement what they were talking about. None of the one I would tend to agree with, if pushed.
So nothing new there.

Except for the dangerous one. Very scary.

I have a profound dislike for the muppet I am going to vote for. In an attempt to stop the one I abhor.

Plan B is to leg it. Where to, I have no idea. I will just join the thousands of other headless chicken running around flapping their wings. Because we’re fucked. Running around with other headless chickens.

I’ll be good at it. The Mistake Factory has prepared me well.

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Legging it

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Photographer savaged by dangerous dog outside Tesco

small, hairy, barky dog

That’s not really the question, is it?
Oh, no. Yappy Yappy Hairy dog made up his mind a nanosecond after seeing me reach for the camera in my bag.
That’s him filling his tiny lungs, ready to let out a mother-of-all-extra-long-ululating-yappy-owl (director’s cut, very extended version).

I’ve made a friend!

You can, if you wish, send friendship requests to yappy-yappy-ululating-hairy-barky-dog.
His mobile number is around his neck.

Yap! Yap! Yap! Ahoooooooooooo-Yap-Yap-Yap! Ahooooooooooooooooooo!!!

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To yap or not to yap

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Don’t even think about it, on you go. Go!!!
Stop that! You can’t stop here. This stop is not in use.

GO! 

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Go!!!

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Fintan couldn’t quite believe his luck.
He managed to score an upper deck front row street when he got on at the Leeson Street stop. Unheard off at the time of the sales…

And the driver hit the hyperspace button as they reached the dual carriageway in Donnybrook.

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Upper Deck Hyperspace

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Jerry Fish Electric Sideshow – Sugar Club – 16 Dec 2016

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Did shag all. Which was brilliant.
Slept loads. Which is exactly what the doctor ordered.

A most beautiful non-day.

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A minimal sort of day

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Ok, technically not a pint, more like three. But still! What a wonderful new sense of moderation for me.
I have to say that the price of a pint in the city center is eye-watering. But still. Even if the pint of stout had been selling at half price (EUR2.60), I would still have stuck to my guns.
Three pints and a chat with Christophe.
In the only pub in the city center where you stand half a chance of scoring two seats and a reasonably quiet environment.
A sure sign of old age is the ability to keep the number of pints to a trio, and an inability to cope with excessive noise.
And a certainty that painted-on trousers are exclusively for the young ones.

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A pint and a chat

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