PINT bottles of Bulmers and 99 cones!
Mr Blue is hidden behind the smog of chemicals!
Remember the blue… You won’t see it again!
Creeping over. I defy anyone to listen to this song and not grin.
June 1st… And what a day!
The weather is b-e-a-utiful and everyone’s in high spirits..
Here’s some stuff that has be in an awesomely good mood,
despite the acid eyes and the birds singing outside sounding something like
nuclear-powered vultures cawing through loudspeakers.
Hungover? How did you know?!
It’s like this, Ireland is hit by tropical sunshine and a heat wave for just a few weeks of every year, and it always seems to be during school and college exams… Them poor leaving cert students start on Wednesday don’t they?
I’m no meteorologist but I’ll give it two weeks until global warming and the Department of Education join forces and decide to really make this an annual thing…
And since the Education Dep seem to being doing nothing right, they’ll say they have the students best interests in mind. Because really, the only thing that’s gonna cheer these unfortunate students up is make them sweat during the exams, right? Because the thought alone is simply not enough!
I’m sure if it were possible to get your hands your God’s calendar around now, you would see a chunk of dates marked exams and holidays. This coincides with when he takes his own annual holidays, packs up his summer clothes and sunscreen and heads to the beach.
Students could well live without the sweat beads of anxiety right now…
A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken. ~James Dent
What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment of the promise of the earlier months, and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade. ~Gertrude Jekyll
Summer afternoon – summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language. ~Henry James
And I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
Now Im sitting here,
Sipping at my ice cold beer,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime
