The weather was brutal. It was December in angry mood. Even the small walk from the cars to the barstools at Donleavy’s bar counter had resulted in rainwater dripping from the foreheads of our three heroes. They shook themselves off as they took to their usual locations with JP in the middle and flanked byContinue reading “NOTHING ARTIFICAL ABOUT COW’S INTELLIGENCE.”
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ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL.
JP, Mono and Rasher were nicely relaxed in front of their pints on an uncharacteristically warm and dry evening. Mind you – once they were ensconced at the bar counter in Donleavy’s – it didn’t matter what the weather was doing outside. It could be rain or hail or snow or sunshine, and it wouldContinue reading “ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL.”
A WINTER’S WAIL.
The three lads – JP, Rasher and Mono – were comfortably into pint two as they sat at the bar counter in Donleavy’s. Outside the sun had dropped and the darkness was beginning to assert itself in the evening ascendancy. The Summer season had given way to Autumn and there was a slight chill beginningContinue reading “A WINTER’S WAIL.”
EEJITS
It was a look that could have stopped a freight train travelling at warp speed. JP, Mono and Rasher idled into Donleavy’s and someone was sitting on JP’s barstool. It was probably just an innocent mistake by an uninitiated individual, but it was still as near as possible that you can get to a hangingContinue reading “EEJITS”
RETURNING SPIRITS
It had been an unusual cycle of pleasant weather. Waking up to clear blue skies and warm air. Feeling the heat on your face and your neck getting warmer as the sun got higher each day. The first week had everyone in good spirits and was a constant topic of conversation. The second week sawContinue reading “RETURNING SPIRITS”
USA – A SHORT STORY
The three lads weren’t sure whether they were out or whether they were out out. The pints were tasting really good, and Donleavy was excelling himself behind the bar in ensuring that service was hyper-efficient and levels in the pint glass never fell below the critical reorder point before inventory was restocked. Pints kept flowing.Continue reading “USA – A SHORT STORY”
CAN’T IDENTIFY THE CRAZIES
A February night in Donleavy’s. Neither one thing nor the other. Not Christmas Holiday time. Too far away from Easter. Not really winter. No daffodils peaking their heads up to say it is Spring. Cold but not Arctic. A bit of a meaah really. And the meaah seemed to permeate into the conversation, or lackContinue reading “CAN’T IDENTIFY THE CRAZIES”
ANTI HIBERNETIC.
Those days between Christmas and New Year were always good times in Donleavy’s Pub. The fire burned cheerily in the grate. The outside world was shut out behind blackout curtains and doors. There was always a critical mass of warm bodies populating stools and chairs. There was the temporary return of the ex-pats. Even thoughContinue reading “ANTI HIBERNETIC.”
ALL THE WORLD’S A CIRCUS
It’s November. It’s after the US elections. It’s a Monday night. ‘Donleavy’s’ crowd is very light. Actually, crowd would be a very inappropriate word. It’s a minuscule gathering. November is that month where people save up their money and their time so that they can do the complete dog on it during December. It’s likeContinue reading “ALL THE WORLD’S A CIRCUS”
9/11 and Soccer Hooligans
The background information should read that the sun would be shining and that the protagonists were dressed in shorts and t-shirts and had taken refuge in a bar from the intense heat and were taking a drink while wiping films of sweat from their forehead and eyebrows. But the ‘summer weather’ was not playing toContinue reading “9/11 and Soccer Hooligans”
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