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Follow me 'ome: April 2009
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A blog about the life and loves of a rural retained firefighter, to include all the juicy bits! Thursday, April 30, 2009. It ain't all Kitten's and calenders. About this time of year in rural Ireland especially in moorland or mountainous areas there seems to be an overwhelming need to set fire to all things brown or heather like! We have no automated means of transporting water to the fire, there is no special way of transporting the heavy wet stuff up the sides of mountains! Usually at the expense of ea...
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Follow me 'ome: January 2011
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A blog about the life and loves of a rural retained firefighter, to include all the juicy bits! Monday, January 17, 2011. TFE's Poetry Bus No.3. Breathing! I haven't figured out how to link yet! Hope for help from a watercat soon)! Anyway for my third ride on TFE's big bus I figured on a Haiku. I have no previous on this Japanese form but will give it a go. This weeks prompt was to shut your eye's and breath, a bit like my first ride on the bus! I breath you in. Your smell intermingles with memory. In th...
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Follow me 'ome: January 2010
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A blog about the life and loves of a rural retained firefighter, to include all the juicy bits! Friday, January 15, 2010. Well it's been along time coming, and I apologise for the delay in posting. Now that I have settled into my new post I hopefully will be able to keep a bit more up to date with my blog. Here in Ireland we have all been having an unusually cold spell of weather which has caused havoc on our roads! On his last shout! At first Mountain fire! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A Brit in Tennessee.
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Follow me 'ome: sixteen
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A blog about the life and loves of a rural retained firefighter, to include all the juicy bits! Monday, February 7, 2011. The next two weeks are going to be a very busy two weeks, charged full of extreme emotions. For in the coming days our only son becomes sixteen. However like I was at his age, that will be the last thing on his mind! The one in the middle! The photo's of which I have kept for blackmail purposes! And your pink hair, well you must be worth it! Am I a proud dad? What do you think! King o...
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Follow me 'ome: Reasons to be absent. Plus photo's!
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A blog about the life and loves of a rural retained firefighter, to include all the juicy bits! Monday, January 3, 2011. Reasons to be absent. Plus photo's! 2 The emergence of my sister as a great writer! 3 Getting a dog. Picture's I can find. I think therefore I fall artistically somewhere between my sister, the singer songwriter (see the watercats), and my dyslexic brother, the Artist. So for now I will show some of the pictures whilst practicing to find the words! Archie, the small! KING OF THE CAMELS.
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Follow me 'ome: Poetry Bus. Revenge!
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A blog about the life and loves of a rural retained firefighter, to include all the juicy bits! Monday, January 10, 2011. Poetry Bus. Revenge! This weeks Poetry Bus is being driven by The 'Emerging Writer,' the three prompts were hard, in the end I chose prompt 1, Revenge! The tackle made him fall, me on top of him,. He the bully of the school, me the boot at his shin,. In the heat of that moment I had a split second choice,. So I struck while the iron was hot, despite my inner voice. KING OF THE CAMELS.
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Follow me 'ome: March 2010
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A blog about the life and loves of a rural retained firefighter, to include all the juicy bits! Friday, March 26, 2010. A while back (see 'to Oliver' post) I described how my son won a place on his college rugby team. Well, on Wednesday afternoon in front of a crowd of over a hundred, which included both sets of his Grandparents he and his team eclipsed even their wildest dreams. The first five minutes saw Newtown test the Midleton defence, as wave after wave of attacks were seen off in scenes reminiscen...
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Follow me 'ome: I scream at Ice cream!
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A blog about the life and loves of a rural retained firefighter, to include all the juicy bits! Thursday, January 6, 2011. I scream at Ice cream! Is there ever a bad time for ice cream? 2nd generation Italian, fought in the war, smoked camel, and kept a club under the counter in case he got robbed! The vendor looks about sixteen and the ice-cream is a watery generic mush. He has no idea about the importance of 'hundreds and thousands' or what a 'show boat' is, let alone a banana split! And most important...
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Follow me 'ome: MY FIRST TRIP ON THE EEJITS POETRY BUS, driven by IRIS.
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A blog about the life and loves of a rural retained firefighter, to include all the juicy bits! Sunday, January 2, 2011. MY FIRST TRIP ON THE EEJITS POETRY BUS, driven by IRIS. I have often read other peoples tickets on this bus, but have yet to take the plunge. So with my new years resolution in mind, to use my blog more! Here I go. I'm not sure how I go about getting on, or even if I need to pre-book my ticket! So to speak, anyway I have no idea where I shall end up I will have to wait and see. Yes, ag...
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Follow me 'ome: June 2009
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A blog about the life and loves of a rural retained firefighter, to include all the juicy bits! Tuesday, June 9, 2009. From forth the fatal lions of those two foes a pair of star-crossed. Lovers take their life". It's strange how opposites always seem to attract each other. He was big built and loud, very much the swashbuckler. Type, ruggedly handsome, his blue eyes able to pierce her thoughts at twenty paces. She was petite and quiet, butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. As his un-shaven whiskers. Always ...
