Bloktopia

I remember visiting the font where my father was baptised in Dublin, not far form the Guinness brewery. The small alcove where he would have waved his arms and legs and wailed his fresh lungs was my first bookend of his life, a life that started in a local tenement, the passion of poverty, the frailty of humans, moving within the wild waves of other people’s wishes.

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Music

As I am a little bit shy about telling Facebook what my preferences are these days, I thought I’d write about my early musical inspirations and pop it on my blog, which I have haven’t updated for many years even though I’m in Asia at the moment which should give me something worth writing about!

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Glide-Rite Air Suspension

My air suspension is one of the best things on my wagon, it’s like driving cupped in a waterbed, makes cruising along a pleasure. I also have a posh airbed that pumps up in seconds using the 240 volts that fits snugly width ways into the van, so when I’m sleeping on an airbed with air underneath keeping the wagon up it’s like the double cheeseburger of rest, a double air nights sleep.

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Wastwater YHA Birthday Weekend

Many years ago I went up to Wastwater Youth Hostel with a friend of mine and fell in love with the place. It’s in a gorgeous valley that has Scafell Pike at one end, has the deepest lake in England on the doorstep and was built as someone’s fine country mansion, so I thought that it would be good to fill it with friends one day and make it our own country pile for a while.

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