Local Asshole Now Local Asshole With Blog: The Twisted Brain Wrong of a One-Off Man-Mental
And there also, I'm told, was a man who habitually got plastered at the end of the day.
'Also', in the sense of MacNeice liking kittens and also getting plastered, I assume, rather than MacNeice and me liking to get plastered!
End of the day, middle of the day, and to start the day: Louis, that is.
Must find that McN poem 'Spate River' mentioned in your review. Feeling like a spent salmon after three long days on my own spate river, The O-----. Note: sea trout are abundant in the rivers running into Blacksod Bay.
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