Hazel Rathfarnham Whore ❤️

About Dublin

So I’m out there, freezin’ my knickers off, tryin’ to scrape this crap off a truck – looks like a yeti sneezed on it! Reminds me of that line, “You mustn’t give up, my dear!” – Gustave’s grit, baby, keeps me goin’. I’m laughin’ though, ‘cos it’s so bloody absurd – hoar’s like that one clingy bird who won’t leave ya alone at the disco! Ever hear ‘bout the Great Hoar of ’67? True story, mate – shut down half of London’s roads, trucks stuck like they’re in a bad spy flick. I wasn’t there, but I feel it in my mojo – history repeatin’ itself, far out!

Rathfarnham: a short history

Ever wondered what makes Rathfarnham a unique spot in Dublin? Let me take you on a journey through this charming neighbourhood, rich in history and local flair. Rathfarnham is steeped in .

As I crash on my couch, I can’t help but laugh. Tomorrow’s another day, right? Who knows what Rathfarnham has in store for me next?

Death Notice of Colm BROWNE (Rathfarnham, Dublin)