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Sweat, Angst and Paranoia

Leave a comment Posted by on August 30, 2008

Friday 29 August 2008

Sweated profusely on the golf course although I was wearing only a T-shirt and vest above my slacks.  Played 6 with Rosanna.  (R,S) 13 (8,4) 14 (3,4) 15 (6,5) 16 (7,6) 17 (6,5) 18 (6,5) Totals (36,29) Shots received (6,5) Nett (30,24).  Did not take a shower and did not "go in."  Rosanna gave me a fried egg, the remainder of the sausages I bought in Tesco last week, some black pudding she bought in McCrystals, and two grilled rashers.  I managed to masticate the meal well enough even though the right side of my mouth (which I am unaccustomed to using) is sore.  Did not take a siesta although I was feeling a bit tired and uncomfortable in the afternoon.  Lit the fire in the evening with logs and a little coal.  Barry had left 2 bags of doubles while we were golfing and, I think, two bags of coal.  Uploaded a few 080808 pictures onto photobucket and stumbled 3 of them.  Contretemps with Rosanna in the late evening over a wedding present for James Crudden.  "I want to get a camera," I asserted.  Rosanna jandered on in her old usual way basically saying I did not consult her – but at the same time making no suggestion herself.  "Get out of my face!" I spat at one point losing my temper and pushed her violently into her chair spilling a half full cup of tea onto the seat.  "Don’t cross that line," I forbade her pointing to a spot on the carpet between her and me in the WEL.  I also opened the blinds on the window.  "You think you can do what you like when the curtains are pulled!" I reasoned.  Anyway I retired to my room around 11.30 p.m. and washed my teeth and did my exercises and got to bed around midnight.  Rosanna stayed up until 1.30 a.m.  Did I hear the clink of glass?  Earlier in the day I fulminated "Eamonn is struggling in the shit: Leah is in great form."  The latter piece of information was relayed to me by Rosanna who heard it from Aisling (back this afternoon from Sardinia).  "It’s like Bobby Arthur," I said with deliberate paranoia, "When everything is going arseways in the church he is delighted."  I tried a number of times to contact Eamonn about his plans for coming to Dundalk.  Eventually he returned on Leah’s mobile my calls but he left me no wiser.  Why should I worry?

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Golf and Strawberries

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Wednesday 27 August 2008

Watered my flowers this morning. Reading the notice board I observed that my 80 had qualified for a tee-time of 8.10 a.m. in the Captain’s Prize.  Brian Farrell qualified very high up on the leader-board with a 73 I think.  He had rung me last week to let me know that he had little hope of playing last Sunday.  I think his name was on standby – but he must have been lucky!  Played 13,14,12 and then the back 6 x 2 i.e. 15 holes with Alan Ratcliffe starting at 10.30 a.m.  My score today 13 (4,6,5) 14 (3,3,5) 12 (8) six to get down from left greenside bunker! 15 (5,4) 16 (7,6) 17 (6,5) 18 (4,N.R.).  Lost 2 balls off the 18th tee on the final hole and did not go back to hit another one.  Alan had 91 gross, 70 nett and won by a k.o. on the last hole.  My handicap is 13.  I took a shower and changed my underclothes and shirt.  Had a chat in the locker-room with Jacqueline Clarke’s son about transition year – he goes into fifth year this year.  Had tea, sausages (2, large), rashers (2) and a fried egg – on the dance floor.  €4.50 total.  Met Dessie Hynes talking to Mihaly Foldesi at the podium in the entrance to LWSC.  Marie McDermott filed the edge off my back left lower molar so that it would not be catching my tongue.  She said to see how I would get on because there was no hope of filling the tooth.  "There is no disease in it," she assured me.  No charge.  "You’re a saviour!" I exclaimed.  Bought a punnet of strawberries off the Byrne girl in Ballymascanlon (€3) and about 2 kg of potatoes which she weighed out in a paper bag (€2).  Rosanna in Greenore playing in the Hogg Trophy – a match with Warrenpoint.  Lit the fire before dark and spent most of the evening on the computer.  Ate some strawberries, drank coffee; and ate a bowl of corn-flakes and sliced banana with milk for my tea.  Greenore won the Hogg Trophy 3 – 2.  The first time since 2002.  Rosanna sank a putt for a 3 on the Pig’s Back for a 5&4 win for herself and Pat Closkey.

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Steak and Photographs

Leave a comment Posted by on August 26, 2008

Monday 25 August 2008

This was a day that went well for me and in which I was feeling in good form physically and mentally.  In the morning – I was not up very early – I wrote up the minutes of yesterday’s meeting of Greenore Cooley Fisherman’s Association, printed them on two pages and stuck them into the old minute book.  Also sent the file to Dessie.  At some stage during the day I sent an e-mail to Joe Crudden.  Rosanna cooked the striploin steak I bought the other day in Tesco and I ate the bigger portion of it with fried onions and microwaved smallish potatoes with real butter and salt.  Checked the "HowDidIDo" website a few times – but there was no result from the weekend. ???  Rosanna drove me in to Harvey Norman’s in the afternoon in her Hyundai Accent.  I bought two 20 packs of Hewlett-Packard A4 photo paper (for the price of one ~ €19.99) as well as a "bale" of 500 sheets of ordinary printing paper (€4.99).  Also got 5 x 6" x 4" prints made of 080808 photos @ 19c each = 95c.  When we came home I made a further set of 12 x 080808 prints on two separate A4 sheets of photo paper – one sheet of the old paper I had left and one sheet of the "new" HP paper.  Streaks at the bottom of three of the prints on the "new" paper. ???  Put these two sheets into the grey journal display book and tucked the five 6×4 prints into the Pukka Pad project book which I have been putting my handwritten journal into this past few months and in which I filled the final page on Sunday.  Changed the background picture on my PC.  I used an 080808 picture of a boat and the sea viewed from Bellurgan Point.  Refreshing and spacious.  Rosanna went down to Greenore in the evening to meet Pat Closkey who had been playing golf in the ladies’ open.  It turned out – I learned tomorrow – that Mary McGoey won with 37 points.  Rosanna had a chance of going out in the morning – Pat Closkey rang – but she did not bite.  I think her shoulder is sore?  I used a big block and lit a little coal fire beside it in the WEL grate.  Around 9.30 p.m. I drove down to Bellurgan Service Station and bought milk.  2 litres = €2.50.  "I’m going home to get drunk!" I claimed to the girl serving at the counter in Bellurgan Service Station.  "On milk?" she exclaimed wondering.  Alan Ratcliffe rang in the afternoon and I arranged to play golf with him at 10.30 a.m. on Wednesday in Greenore.  Put my dentures in a mug of water before bed with a mouldy Steradent tablet.  The tablet did not fizz although the water from the tap was warm but, tomorrow morning, proved to have done its job!

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