WEEKEND POST
- A busy weekend ahead, starting off with Ski-ing and then some proper pre Christmas socialising. Hence, won't have a chance to update much. But I'm sure you can all use your imagination as to what I'll get up to! So until later, have a nice weekend y'all! Babs, a friend of mine from Vincents, unfortunately will have to spend a few days in the Chéz Mad House for some proper rest and relaxation. I hear the spa facilities are something else in there Babs! Get well soon though Chickaroo!
- Quick Quiz question: Can anyone name the song I am talking about. Its about a good friend of mine, ( I mention the fool enough!) and was a number one hit in 1982...Come on, everyone...Now enough clues! Piece that together! Guesser wins nothing. I'm tight.
- And because I can't think of much to say I'll leave you with a:
Random Eileen Fact: Studying English for the leaving cert required one to learn a host of poems by a host of poets; Yeats, Heaney, Kavanagh, Dickinson, Wordsworth, the lot. In Eileen's class they would get called upon to recite a poem by heart, as was their homework to learn so. And Eileen's teacher had a habit of picking Eileen. And Eileen, being the lazy so and so, never learned them, but rather would have her book open and simply read the selected poem. That teacher was clearly not paying attention, obviously coming up with any old exercise to pass the time! One day Eileen walked in late, and before she had a chance to open her book, the teacher instructed her to recite that day's poem. Eileen, stumbling and panicking......fainted! No no, I'm joking; she didn't have any option but to admit she hadn't learned it. Shocked and dismayed, the teacher enquired why. And Eileen just does as Eileen does best; she shrugs her shoulders and says 'I dunno....I don't want to do that one, no point...' Eileen then became the hero of the class for her courage. This lasted all of a day, when things returned to normal and she was being pushed into lockers by the next morning. Interesting story that....
