08 Dec 2011

Wild turkeys and statues

I write shortly before 3pm, the afternoon after the launch of So Paddy Got Up at the Tollington. My hands still tremble as I type. I’ve cleaned my teeth three times and had a tactical fry up yet still the sour taste of Wild Turkey trips off my tongue. It

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08 Dec 2011

This Paddy got up (eventually)

I don’t know what the tiredness equivalent of what *boilk* is but I’ve got that this morning. Plus a touch of actual *boilk* too but not enough to actually make me *boilk*. Last night at The Tollington we launched the book – So Paddy got up – an Arsenal anthology,

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