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From Lasso To Seinfeld, And Skip The Hassle

Why can't neighbours be as perfect as us?

Blogging is often about not blogging …

As in not blogging about certain situations, or people.

Especially close to home.

No, not family … I’m not completely stupid  … I mean literally close to home.

You think no-one is minding your little mind rambles … a handful of likes and a smattering of positive comments, if you’re lucky, until you mention one of the neighbours, or someone who knows who you are, and they take it the wrong way, or maybe the right way … and whoooff!

Actually sometimes I do it anyway … and then delete, delete …

And I have posted certain observations, took in what certain valued people said … and again, delete, delete …

So Jeez Louise, as Ted Lasso — loving it! — would say, you have to be careful …

Like the other day my wife was at a match with our son.

Ted Lasso … the legend

She was giving me updates, and I replied to a couple of her texts, before suddenly realising she was texting in the group WhatsApp, not our own one …

I can be pretty cutting and acerbic betimes, and my forehead still burns with the thoughts of what i could have texted back … luckily I didn’t … and realising our mistake, it was, of course,  delete, delete … 

No wonder I usually stick to writing about controversial topics like clouds, and swimming in the sea …

Like Seinfeld, it’s no hugging, and no learning …

Working from home and rarely straying far, not a lot out of the ordinary has been happening anyway…

Apart from my first pub pints in yonks in Dublin City last week with a great old pal in a great old pub, The Palace Bar, which was too brilliant, and too personal, to blog about …

There’s only so many times I can go on about our wonderful dogs, and our little outings …

Inside the Victorian marvel that is Dublin’s Palace Bar

It’s often like when the kids were small when I get back … sharing with my wife how many pees and poos they had, and the like …

I mean they are a constant joy … there is nothing like Lily’s paroxysms of joy every morning I come down … careering towards me, her paw-nails speed-typing across the laminate floor, like cracked autumn leaves skittering down a path …

But no, I do have to be careful …

And damn, it’s hard, sometimes …

Like the things that people can do  — or not do — in a neighbourhood, and the bad feeling that can ensue …

Moving swiftly along …

But, the little things can be so annoying …

Like the people in one house who got in one of those large canvas skip bags, months ago now, and it’s still there .

Bulging with all sorts of crap … the latest addition a ginormous telly …

We’ve been on to the estate management company … they’ve sent letters, and it’s still there …

Here’s a thing … we look out every day and can see this eyesore, and others are way closer to it, but the people least affected are the people themselves, as it’s at the far side of their house, tucked way from them …

Reminds me of a story I read years ago, about the great French novelist Guy de Maupassant, soon after the Eiffel Tower was built in Paris.

Though he said he hated the tower, he ate lunch at its restaurant every day. When asked why, the miffed Monsieur Maupassant replied that it was the only place in Paris where he couldn’t see it …

I have learned the hard way not to make a direct approach to our modern family Maupassant across the way … but let us say, the situation is ongoing …

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6 comments on “From Lasso To Seinfeld, And Skip The Hassle

  1. Funny about the Eiffel Tower. Over the last 100 years, it’s possibly been the most-visited structure/monument in the world.

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  2. I get your pain, which is not the same as know how you feel. I try to be extra careful in talking about family. After all, my poor husband is a pastor’s spouse, luckily the kids are grown and don’t see my blog. In blog posts and sermons i have talked about my parents a lot, but they are not here to defend themselves. Probably the only safe way to talk about family while blogging. On a related note, having really grown up in a bar (okay, more than one but my parents only bought one) love the picture of the pub! Good to see you. Best and blessings, Michele

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    • Hi Michele, It is an amazing pub, one of those ones that had the good sense to not change the essentials. Really, I guess this post was more about just putting something dowen, and finding little enough tat I felt I could!!

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  3. I’m glad you are enjoying Ted Lasso! I love that show! Excited to finish up the episodes I have yet to see in the second season! Thanks for sharing this post!

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