Mike has had a go at saying goodbye to Ireland in blog format, but c’mere lads*, let me tell you the tale of my final days in Dublin and the journey onto London. 1,260 more words
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Shoulder muscles straining with low-speed clutch work, I disgorged the motorbike out of the ferry’s maw down slippy metal gantries.
Stadium-sized sodium lights highlighted steady drizzle- Rosslare docks at dawn- our first sight of Ireland. 927 more words
For what seemed like a long time, the final chapter of living and working in Dublin was a distant reality. It didn’t help that my work had practically dried up and I found myself guiltily wishing the time away while staring into the middle distance from the window of my office. 1,774 more words