Despite my resolve to have a new blog post each Monday and Friday, I find myself unable to put pen to paper. I’ve been back in Ireland for a week now, and countless conversations and catching-up later, I’m left with a bit of a throat. Well, that’s an understatement; on a scale of 1-10, it’s somewhere between Music Festival Hangover and Christopher Hitchens.
So I’ll go and administer the traditional remedies of my people (Flat Seven-Up, Tea and Mammy’s homemade soup) and you enjoy this cover of my favourite Beatles’ Song.
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