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I think we might need some colour on a day like this. The man is a shark. He has dead eyes.

Last week I managed to avoid Irish practice by receiving a skype from Joe and Esme right at the crucial moment - phew, but I fear I have to find myself in a seomra beag sometime tonight and attempt to say something meaningful = not hopeful! 

This is the local charity shop in Durrus. When I went by first time (enroute to get essentials in Bantry: bath salts, seaweed moisturiser and Vick's vapor rub since you asked) there was just one little chair. When I returned there were three. I hope someone buys them, 

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