Anakana Schofield

Literally a windowless start to the day. Gah. What a mess. Some gobshite put my car window in, in a most unartistic arrangement, and failed to steal me car.

The gauling thing is I sleep poorly, I hear every sound on the street, I was up and down all night — how’d I not hear the elbow action under me window?

As my mother would say, “The divil roast them.”

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