Clubbing on a Thursday night. You know it makes no sense whatsoever but somehow after a tequila sunrise in the Maypole and a pint of Landlord in the Mitre it just becomes inevitable. Well done to the lads who spent so much effort flyering us through the window. And well done to whoever thought of having a mashup night at the Soul Tree. And bye bye Beth, you'll be missed but I'm sure you'll keep visiting and I'll look forward to it.
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You say goodbye?
And I say hello! I've been having a bit of a friends-list tidy, with the intention of removing everyone who either no longer posts anything, or who…
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Time for migration
Livejournal's new Terms of Service (which I've had to agree to in order to read about them and post this) are not to my taste. I've been here a long…
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Thoughts on abortion on International Women's Day
Larissa Nolan writes in the Irish Times about being a non-religious pro-life supporter in the current climate, and how she finds the rhetoric of…
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