Well I had another crazy series of dreams last night - or should that be nightmares? basically it was Paddy's Day in Castleknock (where I grew up) and the place was overrun with drunken "youths" - thugs and louts who were smashing the place up and knifing and glassing people indiscriminately.
Shops where being looted, there was broken glass everywhere and myself and a couple of friends were trying not to get noticed by the drunken thugs by sneaking around back gardens and the like. Too dangerous to go out onto the streets as they were a scene of mayhem and drink-fuelled violence.
Actually that's probably a normal Sat night in The 'Knock.
And so concludes my 17,777th post.