Bee Lavender

Conker season!

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The Republic of Kugelmugel, Antifashismusplatz 2

Reisenrad!

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The Prater!

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The Hellfire Club c. 1735 by James Worsdale. National Gallery of Ireland.

We were walking from a work thing to a family thing when we rounded a corner and found ourselves face to face with our pals from LCD Soundsytem. I had no idea they were in Ireland, or even on tour, but that is approximately how my social life works.

There were exclamations and embraces and Nancy said, come out to drinks; Pat offered to put us on the list for the next show, with the enticement that we might meet the prime minister. I asked of which country, or do you mean the Taoiseach?

We declined the tickets on the basis that we had plans to stay in the hotel and watch television, which was certainly true, and also baffling. If I could go back in time and tell my ten year old self that I would turn down a free ticket to anything, that kid would not believe it.

The rest of it— the travel, and museums, and adventures, and friends, would have seemed like science fiction. Not attainable, or at least, not for that kid.

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Phil!!

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WB Yeats / Golden Dawn Notebook 1893-1912. National Library of Ireland.

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