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The Strand; Smudges; Armour; Pot of White

Sunday 6 November 2011.

Up 8.00. Breakfast in The Strand at 10.00 with Dessie and a subdued Dermot Mooney who chaired the meeting of Cooley Environmental and Health Group. Sorley sitting outside when I arrived talking to Dessie. I snapped them and took some shots on my way to and from Omeath. Later published 10 of them on Facebook. Most of the rest blemished by smudges or shadows. Dirt on the lens or the internal mirror? Played in the 14 hole voucher competition and winter league. Scored 21. Len Hennebry, Val O’Farrell and I continued on from the 14th and played 17 and 18. Pat McParland did not continue after the 14th. Mary was waiting for him and he is saving his left hip where he has a touch of bursitis at the moment. Pat and Len played well but my golf was execrable worse even than Val who has not played recently having been away in the Canaries. Bought a black armour shirt by Mizuno from Robert Giles and donned it before setting out to golf under my t-shirt and black Mizuno golf gansy. Also wore black Ping golf trousers and grey braces with white Icon golf shoes, black FootJoy golf socks, glasses, green woollen Greenore golf cap which I took off at the 5th tee. The armour cost €29 which I paid from my account which is in credit still and I have two vouchers, €100 + €40. Did not shower. Drank a pot of white coffee and Len drank a pot of black. Val did not come “up.” He was driving a buggy today. “Do you want to cause trouble at the AGM?” Nobby asked me. “Do you see that grey beard and bald head?” I said making a motion with my hand, “I am too old!” “You are fucked like myself,” Nobby concluded in good humour. Mash, peppered cabbage, fried rashers of bacon; for dinner. Ate a large SA orange. Spent most of the evening on the Acer looking in dismay at some of the results I got today with the Canon. Went out for coal some time before 22.00. Paid €20 for the three breakfasts in The Strand. We had a chat with Jim Halligan, Belfast, who will be 70 soon.

Pullover; Young Frank; Last Agony; Disappointed

Thursday 13 October 2011.

Exercised and showered. Donned the blue striped Pierre Cardin shirt I have been wearing since Monday, vest, blue Lahinch golf pullover, navy slacks, black socks, black patent Clarks. Ate 2 boiled eggs and an orange. Starting at 13.00 played 18 off the green tees with “K” a chap form Carlingford and Francis Murphy. Did not mark my card. Francis scored 36 points he claimed at the end. I struck a PW arrow-straight out of the right cross bunker onto the 17th green to 9’ and 2 putted for an easy 5. Drew a low 8-iron from the left fairway across the right greenside bunker to a point 15’ behind the flag on 18. Left my approach putt very short but holed out for 4. Drank water and white coffee and chatted with Francis and K. Young Frank is in Australia married to an Australian girl. Over a year now. Ate white loaf bread and cheese for my tea. Fidelis Rice called after 19.30 mass. Her sister in her last agony in England. I gave Fidelis my card to enable her to look up my photos on the web. Listened to the Late Debate on RTE 1 radio. Martin McGuinness approached Miriam O’Callaghan after last night’s Prime Time program and accused her of bias and treating him unfairly in the “debate” featuring himself and the 6 other presidential candidates. I think I got to bed before 00.00 having eaten corn flakes, milk, sliced banana; without washing my teeth. Lovely day on the golf course. Hitting it well. Took off my pullover around the 4th or 5th. Bought 5 new Nike distance balls off Ian Brennan in the pro shop for €10 around 12.30. Lost one. Played the two holes described above with an old Titleist Pro V which a visitor found and “willed” to me on the 17th as we played 16. Disappointed to read on the sheet that Kevin Gallagher and Dermot Philips defeated Brian and Shane Farrell in the final of the Club Fourball competition. Surprised to read on the notice board that Len Hennebry and I came 2nd on Sunday in the 2-man scramble competition. I drove in to Oaklawns at 21.25 with a bag of clean washing for Eamonn. House deserted. I left the bag at the foot of the stairs.

Reef; Mattock; Eddie Caffrey; Argentina

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Saturday 17 September 2011.

I decided to take it easy today and neither exercised nor showered. Listened in my black collared robe, short pyjamas, white Reef flip flops; to Ireland score a famous victory 15 – 6 over Australia in a World Cup match described in New Zealand by that peerless commentator Michael Corcoran. I think I may have had the heat on and anyway I felt very comfortable. I am not sure but I think Rosanna returned unobtrusively this morning from her short “holiday” in Greenore. Grilled German sausages, fried potato, beans in tomato sauce, boiled Roosters in their skin, an orange; for lunch. I think I took a siesta in preparation for the “broadcast” mass. News gradually filtered in to the church that The Pat’s scored an impressive victory over Mattock although they had been reduced to 14 men for most of the second half. The mass was a kind of victory, too. Everything went ahead with good forward motion and the choir was assertive even if the sound was not always top quality. Catherine banished me into the back row along with the men where I felt less isolated and more relaxed and had a good view of everything. Had a few chats with Eddie Caffrey who did the recording. Very personable, talkative, in good humour, he told me he likes the look of the church and had not been aware of its existence until very recently.

· Majesty

· Psalm. Like The Deer

· Alleluia. Liam Lawton’s (Speak, O Lord)

· Offertory. Be Still

· Holy Holy

· When We Eat this Bread and Drink this Cup We Proclaim your Death, Lord Jesus, Until you Come in Glory.

· Amen

· Lamb of God

· Communion. Only A Shadow (Catherine Baldwin, Frances McCrystal; duet). Instrumental (Young Arthur, flute; Leanne Caraher, violin; Ann Murphy, organ). Jesus, Name Above All Names

· Exit. Our God Reigns

My best note “glory” turned out to be the worst in the recording when I heard it tomorrow morning? I took a group photo afterwards; a shot of Fr. Murphy and Eddie Caffrey in the vestry; one of Christine Gallagher and Eva Hamill in the aisle behind the organ. Ate a sausage sandwich made with barrel bread and drank a cup of coffee before I went to bed. Postponed my journal. I think, somehow, that I did not wash my teeth. Silvia made her way over to me after mass and presented me with a little paper parcel, “A gift from Argentina.” It later proved to be a medal, a Madonna inscribed, “Italy.”

Bruhl; Shortcake; Hedge; Steradent

Wednesday 31 August 2011.

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Exercise, shower. White T-shirt, black Bruhl 42” slacks, black/red/green braces, grey Rival sports socks, heavy Connolly walking boots. 3 weetabix, sliced banana, millk; for breakfast. Mowed the front lawn. Weeded around the Sweet William and trimmed the hanging shoots of the cotoneaster. Later took a few snaps with the Canon. Trimmed the currant hedge. Salmon salad, Panini bread, orange; for lunch. Rosanna drove us in my iQ in to Oaklawns. Bought McVities’ shortcake in the shop on St. Alphonsus’ Road. Saluted Paddy Donnelly as we turned the corner in to Oaklawns. He was walking in a suit on the footpath on my side of the car. Made tea and ate 3 shortcake. Rosanna quickly and carelessly mowed the grass front and back. I trimmed the hedge with the Bosch hedge cutter and used the Bosch strimmer to tidy up at the front. Rosanna played 6 in the morning and 12 in the evening; in Greenore. Text’d Aisling in Uganda. She replied. Africa wet and interesting she asserted. In a text Eamonn told me he is returning to Dundalk late tonight. Watered the boxes, baskets, trays, pots. Dead headed the purple trailing plant in the white pot hanging on the right as one enters the back door. I spent a long while at it using the golden Toledo scissors. E-mailed Erik, Gabriela, Tina. Uploaded on the Acer some photos of myself, the iQ, the Sweet William; from the Canon’s memory card. Bought a mid-sized black 4 wheeled case in the Leather shop on the way home from Oaklawns. €99 – €9 concession = €90. I paid €1 parking for 45 minutes outside Partnership Court. Lit fire c 19.30. Worked on the computers until bedtime. Soaked my dentures in Steradent. Brushed my 5 ½ remaining teeth. Read some of my journal for June before I went to sleep under my duvet with one ventilator open in my bedroom.

Driver; IMPERO; Sandals; Line

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Tuesday 23 August 2011.

Spent all day getting to know the Canon Aisling brought down to me the last day she was here. Put the driver for the camera on the Dell and downloaded all the images from the camera. Printed 6 x A4 pictures. E-mail from Kevin McGeough. Will not attend IMPERO Saturday and will not meet me for coffee tomorrow. Doing a job on his house; filling a skip. Yet he plays golf starting at 09.00 on Saturday morning. I sent out an e-mail confirming meeting of IMPERO in the golf club @ 14.00 Saturday and sent a message to the club about it through their web-site. Sweet William flourishing outside the front door. Snapped some blooms on macro setting. Very colourful. Aisling returned my call. She flies to Uganda on Thursday to visit Paul. Dressed in Camel Active sandals which Peter Oliver (River) Jordan delivered today. Silver Robbie slacks, fawn and gray/green FootJoy T-shirt, black/green/red braces, glasses. Dried on the line the shirts and articles I washed yesterday in the washing machine. Phoned Dessie. A lot of meaningless talk. Washed teeth and read my journal for a while in bed before lights out. Cleaned out and lit ½ fire this evening. Also watered the pots, boxes, baskets; I think.

Too Wrecked; Gear; Salmon Wellington; Lights Out

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Monday 8 August 2011.

Not too wrecked after golf yesterday. Made my bed, exercised, showered. Dressed in black Ping long-sleeved golf shirt, sliver Robbie slacks, black Calvin Klein socks, grey Grensons, blue boxers, glasses. Played 18 with Paul Smyth, Seamus McBrearty; starting at 12.20. Wind increased alarmingly and it was almost impossible to stand on the 12th tee. However it was bright, not cold; and there was no rain. Paul (17), 29 points; Me (14), 26; Seamus (23?), 23. Paul ate brown bread and soup in the bar while I drank a pint of iced water and took some photographs including one of Paul and Hugh Murphy. Seamus tucked in to tea or coffee and a toastie. When we sat down at first I shared my Snickers Duo with Seamus. Could not leave Paul home because his gear would not fit into my iQ on top of my own. Rosanna pulled up just as I was leaving the club. She was going to play with Josie Malone. I took salmon wellington and a plate of salad out of the fridge, buttered some bloomer bread, brewed a mug of tea. Scoffed all. Left my trolley with Brian Kerley in GreenLife. He promised to give me a loan on Wednesday of his own trolley until mine is fixed which will apparently not be soon. “Tell them to give you a new trolley!” Rosanna insisted. Bought oranges, ciabatta bread, Kilmeaden cheese in Tesco DSC on my way home. Looked at some of the packaged salmon, etc. Prices scary? Journalled. Read my journal for June in bed before lights out. Had brushed my teeth and dentures before I retired to bed. E-mail from Michael Rice dampened my enthusiasm. Because of a large entry (sic) my entry into the CLCVF photo competition was unsuccessful.

Seniors’; Knob; Blue Anchor; Mackerel

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Monday 27 June 2011.

Typing now at 15.52 on Wednesday. Played 18 in seniors’ competition starting at 11.40 with Kevin McVeigh, Warrenpoint; Neil Tate, do.; Noel Guinane. I marked Kevin’s card and he marked mine. I think Kevin scored 34 points; all I did was 24 or 26 but I putted reasonably and generally struck the ball quite well. “The best striker in the club!” Noel effused as I faded one down along the trees off the 16th tee. I had only had a chip onto 15 after a big one drawn off the 15th tee. Anyway I took no shower and drank a pint of water chatting with Noel as he consumed a pint of Guinness Light which he purchased for himself. Fried 2 boneless pork chops; 4 small potatoes sliced longitudinally, on a different pan, the small one, with a copious amount of Cookeen. Reheated mashed turnip to which I added a large knob of butter. Boiled a small pot of small potatoes. Ate all except two small boiled potatoes. Used copious amounts of butter with the small potatoes which I consumed last and salt. Extracted some brown sauce from the bottle with difficulty for the fried potatoes. Eric Hynes bought me a mug of coffee, which Elaine prepared, in The Blue Anchor. I proposed that the Greenore Cooley Fisherman’s meeting should be adjourned as a mark of respect to Sheila McCrystal who died this morning. Took a few snaps outside and inside. I thought my effort was sub-standard but on inspection later the photos proved passable. I sent a “slide-show” of them to Dessie who told me on Wednesday that he deleted them in error. As well as Dessie and Eric, Eric Cuthbert looking well rolled up to the Blue Anchor for the meeting which was adjourned in line with my proposal. Cuthbert was delighted to get away early to go to Greenore. He had already been there at 08.00 and caught a mackerel today at 10.15. None of the Finegan’s showed up for the meeting. I think I exercised this morning.