Saturday

Thursday 8 March: Yer button's open. Mr Tiddlywink is hangin ouh.

09:00
1966 IRA blow up Nelson's Pillar in centre of Dublin, first erected in 1809. to protest vestiges of British imperialism
Nelson's Dublin downfall, 1966
10:10 
A turtle's shell is connected to its ribs, and so one could never leave its shell and still live. 
13:57
CALLER 1: You should be ashamed of yourself. You're an absolute DISGRACE! Christ was crucified!
JOERADIO: Children doing party tricks is evil magic?
CALLER 1: She needs to evaluate if she's a Catholic and thinks the Old Testament is outdated.
CALLER 2: Kids performing magic tricks is not malevolent.
CALLER 1: If you look in the internet, it says they're magicians.
CALLER 2: Christ changed water into wine, Fr. Paul.
CALLER 1: That's a miracle. Not magic.
CALLER 3: One of the members of the Magic Circle is a priest. He's President of the Irish Magicians Union. Very entertaining.
CALLER 1: He should be ashamed of himself. Simony!
CALLER 3: I bring happiness to people in old folks homes, children's hospitals and hospices.
CALLER 1: The devil will bring happiness to everyone.
CALLER 2: This is a mistake. They're children. Skilled illusionists.
CALLER 1: I don't think it's a mistake. The Pope says it's wrong. That priest needs to question his vocation.
16:19
- Yer button's open. Mr Tiddlywink is hangin ouh. Put dah away will ye?
- I don't care. Yknow wha I mea-yin? O'll jus' waih.
- Nice day. Macchiato, please.
     - It is quite mild. 

17:52
In the supermarket. "Johnny. Johnny." Little pudgy red head runs down the aisle holding as much junk food as he can in his fat little arms. "Yea-ih? Yea-ih?" Fucking family dramas we all have to go through it. 

20:40
Drug deal. Heeey! Heeeey! A strumpet sounds. Stocky stripes and tracksuit geez with red hair struts down the Hill. A hefty short haired woman waddles up it. Role reversal. He gives her money. She slips him a dime bag.
She says to take it easy if you're on your own. Says he's probably going to just smoke it. Says she, well, it's lovely for that. Horse fair.


Lording it up in happier times, 1916