Parting shot

“Have a good flight and all that shite.” With such warm parting words ringing in my head I boarded the plane in Dublin this morning to land in the madness that is Berlin on New Year's Eve. It’s like a warzone out there, building inexorably towards the crescendo that will see in the New Year. It must have been like that for the mad fella in his bunker albeit without the champagne ending.
The fireworks mark the end of the most exhausting year of my life. There won’t be much tonight but maybe 2012 will provide more sleep.
Have a good year and all that shite.


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