Met any Strange People Lately ?

You were sitting on the secret stash.

Seen a crackhead being battered by three young lads he started a fight with a few weeks back, he ran at them with a stick raised over his head and clattered one of them over the back with it before falling, the other two kicked seven shades of shite out of him before the neighbours and myself broke it up.. lads were about 15.. yer man was off his head.

This is actually becoming less weird and more common these days :/

I saw a guy out casting away with a fishing rod in a small, pondless park this morning.

To be fair, people do practice casting as one might practice putting a golf ball on the living room carpet.

Not unusual for a taxi driver. I worked in a call centre for Transport Association so had to deal with taxi drivers renewing their licenses etc. Some of the rudest dickheads I've ever had the misfortune to interact with, the worst were the union reps.

Might be a few more when the nightclubs open til six!

One , who is known to me.

she has an issue of I guess psychological in nature but I’ll explain what she does.

takes her dog for a walk but any person she encounters, known, unknown, male, female, young or old… she tries to stop and engage them in conversation, she could be telling you about the ironing she did, what her friend made for their dinner, bingo results..wins losses on the horses and what band are playing in her local and goes through their set list almost.

grand if you encounter her when you are not in a hurry, you can humour her, but the number of times she gets encountered outside my door or close by every so often and I’m trying to get out to an appointment or just coming in and wanting to cook or put my feet up…She lives about a 3 minute walk away.

another neighbour met her on the bus and with loads of spare seats she goes up and sits beside him, 30 minute trip… where she’s just imparting tidbits of her life, it’s not a conversation, just talks AT you…. A certain amount of sympathy but on the wrong day, the wrong place, it’s gets very old, very draining and very annoying..

I can concur.

A few weeks ago, I saw what I thought was Enda Kenny walking by the Shelbourne and rashly remarked to the taxi driver that it was nice to live in a country where former heads of government could still mingle with the rest of us. This drew a stern rebuke - they should all be in fear of their lives and anyway a day of judgement was coming for them. Things got worse from there. Yer man turned out to be a psychic with characteristic birthmarks to boot. It was a long journey to the airport.

In Spain a few weeks ago waiting at a fairly remote suburban train stop I got chatting to a lad from Lithuania. He had walked from The Netherlands, through Belgium, Luxembourg, France and down to Spain then all along the coast to Portugal. He was on his way back heading towards Switzerland. Six months walking about 30km a day.

I asked if he was staying in campsites or hostels what. Nope - he had a sleeping bag and a small back pack and was crashing out in parks, train stations, beaches etc. He was also going on about doing another similar journey without any possessions. A bit eccentric but not a bother on the fecker - time or a sense of urgency meant nothing. I was somewhat jealous.