I came to realise it's been a while since my last proper blog, and time to kill before heading for Limerick, so here I am.
Shell-shocked I am after a night with the worst ailment this side of the bubonic plague. OK, perhaps I exaggerate, but I sit here a broken man.
Loathe as I am to blame the Stag's Head, could it have been a dodgy pint? Methinks possibly, especially as I only managed a couple before the Belle came and rescued me and ferried me home, Ollie taking no little joy in my discomfort! I won't forget this Skehan!
All of that aside, you find me in rare old form. A plethora of excellent nights since my last posting, with Dave and Nar chiefly to blame for a fair few of them. Or to thank, more precisely.
OK, well I'm off, I'll come back when I'm back in the fitness of my health and post properly. Stay ye beautiful.