Wee diddily dee where are we? Dublin is Eddie and me.

Eddies birthday brings us here, to down several of an Irish brewed beer.

Into the twenties and no longer a teen, doesn’t change his motto of ‘treat em mean keep em keen’.

Bought him Michael Caine’s biography, but secretly I think he wished I’d given him pornography.

Wrapped in toilet paper was the best I could do, proof that it’s not just to be used in the loo.

Celebrated in a pub with some Danish girls, who unfortunately weren’t into perksys luscious long curls.

After weeks and weeks of a long anticipated wait, we went to the movies to see James Bond’s fate.
There were twists and turns in Skyfall’s plot, be patient for the next Bond, oh golly gosh we cannot.

Robyn and Graham put us up in the best hotel in town, and so after this, luxury levels can only go down.

Want to say a big thanks to them, for making our adventure easier once again.

Dublin was fantastic, we had great fun. Fingers crossed our next destination, Belfast, offers some sun.

That’s it from me, mr wee diddly dee.
I know the rhymes were basic, but you’ll just have to face it.
I’m a rookie poet and I bloody well know it.