I flew back to Ireland last Friday for the weekend. I took a half day at work, and took the tube to Heathrow and flew with Aer Lingus to Dublin. We arrived on time and I was in Trinity just after four o’clock. I met Alan Caniff in Front Square, we had a chat, and then I wandered over towards Gordon’s flat in Botany Bay. Gordon, Stevie, Paul and Brendan Bruen were there, watching the Family Guy. We had some beer for an hour and then went to meet up with the others for our dinner. We ate terrible food in a terrible restaurant called “Indigo Yard” on the corner of Dame Street and George’s Street. I will not go there again. They don’t even have a website that I can link to.
After that we went to Capital on George’s Street, which had some nice cheap cocktails - Paul and Annie won a bottle of champagne, which was nice. From there we wandered up towards the Palace, but it was full, so we went on up George’s Street to the Odeon. As if by magic as we arrived at the Odeon, a queue formed. There were four people ahead of us in the queue, and the bouncer let them in, and everyone except me, Aine and Grainne. How nice. We told him that we were with them, and John Gilbert came back to tell him too. But the kind bouncer told us to shut up and wait. Nice. After 40 minutes of waiting he told everyone in the queue to go home, because the place was full. It was annoying enough without the fact that Alex and Aoife were inside, and so were all the guys from College. I am going to write a nice letter to the Odeon now to congratulate them on their wonderful doorside manner.
On Saturday I went down to Cavan with Aine. We ate chinese food and watched Saving Private Ryan. That is about the sum total of things to do in Cavan. And mass.