A couple of Saturdays ago when I was in Parnell Square visiting the Dublin City Gallery I popped into the Irish Writers’ Centre, which is a few buildings down from the gallery, to pick up a leaflet giving details of their creative writing classes. Such was the pull of the place that there and then I signed on the dotted line for membership.
Last Saturday when I was buying the weekend newspapers I also bought a lottery ticket. Lottery tickets are not something I buy regularly as I tend towards the view that as the chance of winning is so remote it is wiser not to fall for the marketing line ‘if you are not in you cannot win’.
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I know I haven’t posted anything on the blog for some days. It’s not that I have lost the will to blog. Rather I think I might be suffering from nothing-to-post-about syndrome. Now this syndrome exist only in my imagination but I am sure if some august body were to write it up they would say that bloggers suffering from the syndrome have either nothing interesting to write about or briefly believe they have only to realize seconds before they hit the publish button that it would be of no conceivable interest to anyone else on the planet.
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I have been thinking wistfully these past few weeks that it has been some time since I last visited Paris. The thing I most love to do when I go to the City of Light is simply to wander around at a leisurely pace stopping as the mood takes me to: look at pretty courtyards, admire magnificent historic buildings, visit a museum or to lunch at a favourite café. So I decided this Saturday to do a version of my Parisian wandering in my native Dublin.
Generally when I tell someone that I am a member of Toastmasters (Toastmasters International, TI for short) I get one of two reactions depending on wheather the person I am talking to has a notion of what Toastmasters is about, or not. When I tell someone, who has no previous idea about Toastmasters, that it is a public speaking club I often get an OMG reaction something like OMG why would anyone want to speak in public unless it was totally, absolutely, and almost barrel-of-a shotgun necessary.
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Every time I visit Lost Weekend, a design store on the main street of the south Dublin suburb of Blackrock, my curiosity is piqued by the enigmatic name. When I was heading to Lost Weekend on Saturday I had in mind that I must find out why it is so called. As it happens I clean forgot to ask the question. So with poetic licence I have decided that it might just be because it is the sort of space that one could all too happily be totally lost in for a whole weekend.
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One of the subjects I studied at University was philosophy. Not that you would know that if you were ever to sit down and chat with me. Whatever tenuous knowledge, parked in short-term memory, I once had of the works by the great and the good in the world of philosophy has long since evaporated. In my defence it was a long time ago.
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Just Add Attitude
Just Add Attitude 