Cherrs big dave said somthing toi me a few weeks ago, and it has been swirling around in my mind ever since. he said IN THE LAND OF THE BLIND, THE ONE EYED MAN IS KING. i suppose he is dave, he sure is. But what does it mean really?
on another topic, i must express my dissillusionment with the fellowship of the collect a stone group, i havnt heard anything about it in ages from the lads in trhe house, i was there a while back and i said the year is nearly over and we have so much to do, like, we still have all of ulster, all of leinster, and connacht, i know i dont have a car, and im not blaming the chaps for not having cars, but i just think the attittude is rough.
my underarms are really sweaty here now, i dont know why as its not really sweaty and i had a good scrub today, and have linx smelly on. oh dear. lately i have been pondering the possibility of being in 2 places at the same time. ,just like santa claus. when i was a little scut of a chap, i thought my granny was able to do that kind of shite, you know, like floating and stuff, and ashe used to have these holy statues, and i used to imagine her lifting them up with her eyes. of course she cant do it now, she died a while back god rest her. but i still do think of it now and then, i cant imagine how i would do it, but id say theres a good chance it could be done, i suppose buddists wuold be the best men to talk to, they have the shifty look about them
THIS RANT IS DEDICATED TO THE STRING IN MY TRACKSUIT PANTS, MY PANS WOOULD FALL DOWN WITHOUT IT, AND THEN WHERE WOULD I BE