Greetings from Dublin (793 hits)
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Submitted by conan (View user info) at 2006-01-03 05:42:16 EST
My parents are currently in Dublin, Visiting my sister Belinda and her husband, Adam.
My dad has been updating myself and the rest of the family back in Australia with daily emails, actually he thought he was sending email but he was just typing and saving the drafts, my sister managed to show him how to hit 'send' and today I rec'd the following email:
(Christine is my mother by the way)
Day 1
I went to work with Adam today. Caught the DART, Dublin Area Rapid Transport, from Grand Canal Dock to Monkstown. I spent the day asking lots of questions and making suggestions.
Day 2
Adam must have appreciated my being there yesterday as today he suggested I spend the day with Christine and Belinda - I guess he needs time to put some of my ideas into practice.
Day 3
I went out for an early morning walk - when I got back the apartment was empty! Adam, Belinda and Christine had left a note suggesting I spend the day getting to know Dublin - so far all I had done was help them out and had had no time to myself - how thoughtful and considerate of them!
They had left me a map of Ireland - not Dublin, but that's OK, and enough food to last a week. I guess they figured I would get hungry walking about, and maybe share my good fortune with others.
Day 4
I prepare early and leave a note for the others not to concern themselves. I still have some food and I swapped my jacket for three newspapers and a shopping trolley which my new friends assured me would be more useful than a jacket, so now I have something to put my stuff in. The trolley only has three wheels so it takes some effort to push it along - but that's life eh Slappsie?
Day 5
Day 5 is January 1 and Christine insists I spend it with her, Belinda and Adam. They are all a bit cross with me after yesterday. I invited some of my new friends to Belinda and Adam's place for New Year. Things were going OK until we played ireland versus Australia cricket in the hall way. I think Adam got a bit upset when I was made captain of Ireland - which left Adam the only Australian player. He doesn't like getting out lbw 11 consequent times. We also needed something to play for so we made our own ashes - Belinda has plenty of books and with her memory she won't need to read them again. Christine had some travellers cheques and when our slips fielder said that travellers' money was not accepted in Ireland we burned them too - not the slips fielder the travellers' cheques.
Day 5 (continued)
The vigilant reader will recall that I started Day 5 before actually experiencing it
Today, after a leisurely start, we went by car to the highest pub in Ireland. Jamie Fox's traditional Irish pub.
It was very crowded, and after Christine sent me back to the car to get her gloves, which I could not find in the car anyway (it's a fiat panda and they are not that big - I searched everywhere), I digress.
When I got back to the pub, gloveless, I found that Christine, Belinda and Adam had secured a table for three, crammed up against a wall. I soon found another table near the door, well just outside the door really. I did make lots of new friends who called me Rolf, and had plenty of laughs about my wobble board.
Later on Christine bought me out a drink which unfortunately slipped out of her hand just as she was about to pass it to me. "Bugger", she said, "must be these gloves, I should have taken them off!"
Lucky for me she hadn't noticed she was wearing them when she got me to go back to the car and find them - otherwise I would not have met all the friendly folk at the door.
Day 6
Today Belinda and Adam took Christine and me to see Glenda Lock.
It was quite an exciting trip in the Panda with no dramas on the way there, even though Adam was driving and I was playing with a tennis ball in the back.
We were not quite sure how they met Glenda, our every inquiry was met with silence or a muffled laugh.
Well we soon found out why.
Glenda Lock is not a woman, it's a place.
Glendalough - site of a sixth century monastery, celebrating St Kevin.
Just like Michelle we found a car park, in 2 degree unheat.
A sixth century ruined cathedral just begging to have its photo taken. I inadvertently stepped on a few old graves to get the best shot and when I finally and gently squeezed the button I found myself surrounded by the inhabitants of a tourist bus. Somehow in the melee I lost sight of Christine, Belinda and Adam.
Fortunately Belinda was wearing a cap that looked like a vienna coffee so I soon spotted what looked like a cap resembling vienna coffee and set off, comfortable in the knowledge that I would soon catch up. Well, catch up I did - with a vienna coffee someone had abandoned on the stump of a tree.
Then the mist descended, dogs started wailing, people disappeared. I felt like an extra in LOST.
"Bloody man!"
I could not believe my ears, there was the child bride calling me out of the wilderness. So what if I got "the look" and if Christine, Belinda and Adam had decided that it was my fault I had not found them, I was re-united - a happy vegemite again.
Thanks for your encouragement in your emails so far, I know it means a lot to you.
Day 7 looks to be exciting. Adam has to go back to work. Belinda has to return the Fiat Panda. It is my turn to cook. I hope I'll be able to sleep tonight with all the excitement.
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Now, I realise that without knowing my family this may not be particularly funny but WTF is up with my father? I have known him for 27 years. He is not a funny guy. These emails are killing me though.
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Submitted by paint_it_black (user info) at 2006-09-03 04:09:43 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Paul_Monroe (user info) at 2006-06-10 06:29:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
offbeat
Submitted by Dervel (user info) at 2006-06-09 06:41:11 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Hahaha!
I liked this.
Submitted by tarnation (user info) at 2006-06-09 06:20:05 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
strange funny
Submitted by Merlina (user info) at 2006-05-19 04:26:58 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Way to go to make me feel homesick.
*sobs*
Submitted by georgemichael (user info) at 2006-05-19 04:19:33 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I totally believe you dude
Submitted by jagmcmanus (user info) at 2006-01-04 01:56:37 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by Fabit (user info) at 2006-01-03 08:32:14 (#)
Ranking: -1
I call shenanigans,
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What can I say? I could ask my dad to hold up a sign saying NOT A SHENANIGAN but whats that gonna prove?
Submitted by Hairsphincter (user info) at 2006-01-03 07:41:25 (#)
Ranking: 1
Your father is drunk.
It's the Australian/Irish way.
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The most likely explanation
Submitted by PokeyPecker (user info) at 2006-01-03 08:53:06 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
This sucks Irish/Australian and my ass.
Submitted by Fabit (user info) at 2006-01-03 08:32:14 EST (#)
Ranking: -1
I call shenanigans,
Submitted by Hairsphincter (user info) at 2006-01-03 07:41:25 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Your father is drunk.
It's the Australian/Irish way.
Submitted by HighVoltage900 (user info) at 2006-01-03 07:00:39 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I call a hoax. But I was amused as well. More a 1.7 than a solid 2, but it's worth it. Good job.