So yes, a kindergarten day one might say. Never let it be mooted that adults cannot revert to their childhood with a flick of a switch – today in the world of me …….. Little Johnny didn’t want to share his toys and threw not one tantrum but three when he couldn’t get his own way. Susy Q put the round peg in the square hole for the 95th time and had to have her tears dried – again. Teacher Wildie put her stern face on and admonished all and sundry with great severity – Little Johnny and Susy Q were very sad. Once the children went home Teacher Wildie was very relieved!
Now for the goo – suitably frothy I strode out the office to visit with a work mate from along the corridor who fortunately didn’t have a Little Johnny today (lucky girl). En route the old grey matter took a left turn to the wilds of Dublin and a glass of Guiness at said factory. There is a fabulous viewing deck with a 360 degree view of the city – it’s a great place to be irish 😉 I adore Ireland and am feeling wistfully green today (Happy St Patricks Day – Sláinte).
30 min later I wafted back to my perch on a cloud of pink frothiness, we laughed so much that all my ill humour fled for the hills (powerful thing is a good giggle). She has a 26 year old colleague who is really funny with a dry, acerbic sense of humour and he was in top form today. Needless to say the poo pile is still high but not quite as smelly (dreadful analogy but particularly apt).
All things Irish – Favourite Band: The Corrs / Movie: In the name of the Father / Writer: James Joyce / Place: The Ring of Kerry / Thing: The Book of Kells.
Best Irish Blessing received today (and there have been many) – “May you be in heaven a full half hour before the devil knows you dead”.