I am going to be in Ireland in 283 hours!
And I keep thinking about whether or not it will be the same.
Which is pointless.
Because I have forgotten what it is like.
Some time is passed trying to remember what Dublin is like...apart from pub interiors...
I remember them pretty well.
I think it's because they're where all the light and colour were.
I can't get my Control button to work. I'm stuck in italics.
Some time is spent fixing the italics button.
Okay... where was I?
Oh yes. Light and colour.
That's how I remember things.
This journey I have been on, for the last year and a half, has ramped up so much speed that I am now HURTLING through time and space in my own time machine with my own assistant.
And I am about to step into a new episode, which will be Dublin in the Future.
Christ I hope there aren't any Daleks.
They're like bears. Only worse.
Or zombies.
Himself will probably try to shoot one of them. For supper.
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I reckon any Daleks in Dublin would get used as dustbins, or goalposts by kids.
Watch out for all the Dubs wearing ear-pods, though.
I hope we get to see you while you're back, if the timetables of two culchies (if only by adoption) permit.
eeeeee Soo looking forward to it!!!
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