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Jerry Dale McDonnell's avatar

And it's a fine time you're having. But the pub of age finds the bed early, eh? You caught the ferry but missed the tin whistle. May the old sod stick to your boots.

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Mark Gibbons's avatar

Twas. Lots of unpacking.

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Tim's avatar

Well said, sometimes losing a bit of sleep is well worth a bit more music, a touch more of a chance for conversation and discovery. Then again much is to be said of having ones wits about them for the next days adventure. Always a difficult decision.

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Mark Gibbons's avatar

Yep. And like most of what happens it seems to be just right. Never thought I'd make it there, and now I'm still there.

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Jude's avatar

Reading your poem, I sided with the local man for you to go down the hill to the pub even if I personally would have gone to my room to go to sleep like you did. (-:

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Tim's avatar

Indeed.

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