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Category Archives: Firhouse
“i once wanted to become an atheist, but i gave up, they have no holidays”
itz nice to holiday and itz nice to leave your country and itz especially nice to leave Ireland come July. The weather here can be ‘iffy’ and come the summer one is bored with the cultural war waged on our … Continue reading
Posted in Catholicism, Culture, Europe, Firhouse, Ireland, Music, Quotes, Religion, Uncategorized
Tagged Dublin, Holiday, Ireland, Irelands Own, Italy, Lenny Kravitz, Pervy Gangster, Puglia, Radio Moscow, RTE, Young Folks
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“This land is your land and this land is my land, sure . . . but the world is run by those that never listen to music anyways”. Bob Dylan
i blew into Dublin in the early naughties a very green boy and throughout the years, here in our centralised capital i’ve seen enough to help me make the climb to the heights of Firhouse, an area of southwest Dubh … Continue reading
Posted in Animals, Catholicism, Dogs, Dublin, Education, Firhouse, Health, Ireland, Justice, nanny state, Nature, Opinion, Photography, Politics, Property, Public sector, socialism
Tagged Bob Dylan, Brown Dogg, Dublin24, Educate Together, Firhouse, Joni Mitchell, Kilakee, Tallaght
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Dog Day Afternoon
the grass had been cut and the frigo was in the process of defrosting, we hadint taken any alcohol the night before so we were in tip top shape to walk the two bitch faces the five miles into town. … Continue reading
Posted in Animals, Dogs, Dublin, Firhouse, Ireland, Photography
Tagged Amoreena, Castle Street, Chez Max, Dublin, Elton John, Mayfield, Templeogue Village, Terenure
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. . . are you sitting comfortably?
Wifey hazza chick friend whooz moving to California at the end of the month and sheez getting rid of all her shit from her flat, forward slash, apartment and we bought four new chairs from her and they’re really nice. … Continue reading
Posted in Architecture, Art, Firhouse, Photography, Uncategorized
Tagged . . ., Allen Toussaint, Chairs, Soul Sister, SuperValu
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LUVLEE DUBLIN #2
i indjoyed the walk to meet wifey, and i was happie once home to strip down to mah shorts and take the sun, but when i saw mah sunglasess by the dogs cushion chewed, well . . . i kinda … Continue reading
Posted in Animals, Catholicism, Dogs, Dublin, Firhouse, Photography, Uncategorized
Tagged Dublin City, Montague Street
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I know you’re well and you’re doing fine . . .
“The Faz” sat with us at the dining table in the dining room with his glass half full of vodka and both ourselves were easing into the evening, aided by beer and wine when! Delaney ran under the table towards … Continue reading
Posted in Animals, Art, Catholicism, Dogs, Firhouse
Tagged Catholic, Culture, Delaney & Bonnie, Dublin, Easter, Firhouse, Ireland, Jesus, Sandyford
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The one thing you can say for sure about him is, heez not boring. It takes guts to be so unpleasant.
The “Faz” . . .
Posted in Animals, Art, Dogs, Entertainment, Firhouse, Photography, Poetry, rock'n'roll
Tagged Dogs, Farzad Khoi, Firhouse, Lynn Babrber, The "Faz"
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“When we die, we will turn into songs, and we will hear each other and remember each other.” Rob Sheffield, Love, is a mixtape.
“I freakin’ hate the radio stations! They all play the same freakin’ music, we gotta make a mix tape for the car, eyem just sick of this shit!” she says as eyem drivin’ our ceedee less car toward the junction. … Continue reading
Posted in Art, Culture, Entertainment, Firhouse, Ireland, rock'n'roll, Uncategorized
Tagged Alphaville, Biffy Clyro, Cat Power, Cracker, David Holmes, Delaney & Bonnie, drunk, Fleetwood Mac, Jenny Wilson, Lee Hazlewood, Michael Viner's Incredible Bongo Band, Mountains, Primal Scream, Redneck Manifesto, Rob Sheffield, Rodriguez, Roxy Music, Scissor Sisters, Screamager, Sick City, Simon & Garfunkel, Sugarman, Teen Angst, The Rolling Stones, Therapy
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“Delaney! Get outta that garden!”
She woke me early yesterday morning, sometime around six. The day had been planned a week in advance, and i knew that i had to fix, the garden. The soil was hard, the grass was long, and the patio … Continue reading
Posted in Animals, Catholicism, Dogs, Drink, Dublin, Firhouse, Photography, Poetry, Religion
Tagged Delaney & Bonnie, Good Friday, marriage, tiredness
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“Yesterday I was a dog. Today I’m a dog. Tomorrow I’ll probably still be a dog. Sigh! There’s so little hope for advancement.”
The two ones woke yesterday morning little realising that their lives would change forever later that day. Their opportunity for offspring was to be cruelly taken from them by their evil master, Wooth, wife of Brown Dogg, her benevolent husband.
Posted in Animals, Dogs, Firhouse, Poetry
Tagged Brown Dogg, Delaney & Bonnie, Snoopy, spayed
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