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| Reservation made the day before. |
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| Nice selection. |
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| What would they recommend? |
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| Day's catch: Delicious seabream. |
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| And afterwards a little walk. |
Saturday, April 04, 2020
A fine address
Friday, April 03, 2020
Thursday, April 02, 2020
Laughing Lhursday*
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| Find the fault |
* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.
Wednesday, April 01, 2020
Flann fooled you all
I'll not tell which pseudonym he does currently prefer, but I may again say those few people still taking for granted Flann O'Brien died April 1st 1966, can look back on a remarkable long career as April fools.
And now - although it is most unlikely they exist - to all those who happen to not being in possession of the master's complete œvre: Saddle your ponies, folks, and hurry up. The friendly, most well-educated and -sorted bookseller just round the corner will be happy to fill the gaps of your education and in your bookshelf.
Fact
is, furthermore, that only last midnight Flanny, Tetrapilotomos and I
as well as a certain chap who asked to remain incognito met in, at and
around Seanhenge,
having some pints of plain and, of course, at one stage of our vivid
conversation Flann would raise his voice and not only enjoy our ears,
hearts and grey cells but animate the rami zygomatici and rami buccales
of nervus facialis to massively innervate our musculi risorii by
declaiming following legendary dialogue:
- The Plain People of Ireland: Isn't the German very like the Irish? Very guttural and so on?
- Myself: Yes.
- The Plain People of Ireland: People say that the German language and the Irish language is very guttural tongues.
- Myself: Yes.
- The Plain People of Ireland: The sounds is all guttural do you understand.
- Myself. Yes.
- The Plain People of Ireland: Very guttural languages the pair of them the Gaelic and the German.
* * *
And now - although it is most unlikely they exist - to all those who happen to not being in possession of the master's complete œvre: Saddle your ponies, folks, and hurry up. The friendly, most well-educated and -sorted bookseller just round the corner will be happy to fill the gaps of your education and in your bookshelf.
Tuesday, March 31, 2020
Monday, March 30, 2020
One year later
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| The longer I lived in Spain, the less photos I took. I felt at home. |
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| One year later I am glad I took at least these on "my" terrace. |
Sunday, March 29, 2020
Saturday, March 28, 2020
Thursday, March 26, 2020
Laughing Lhursday* – Deadly serious
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| How serious is it, really ... ? Deadly serious |
* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.
Wednesday, March 25, 2020
Tuesday, March 24, 2020
Sunday, March 22, 2020
Today seven years ago
At 11:44 a.m. seven years ago he posted A young dancer. Hours later Shaun Downey alias Jams O'Donnell died, seven days before his 50th birthday.
I miss him.
I miss him.
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