the new boss

I have loads to catch up on, but I suppose freshest in my mind is Boss Volenti. Two words. Good rock. Paddy and I cycled in from Dun Laoghaire to brave Whelans which seemed sweatier than normal and full of exorbitantly tall folks. eeerie. Anyway, the rock was mighty and the whisky helped the cold cycle home.
(it's worth a mention that I have become a DEMON on the ole bicycle. I might just be champion of the world.)
(it's also worth a mention that, although I've never been knocked down or involved in an accident of any kind, I DID tip over while stationary onto the windscreen of a car stopped at the lights. No Whisky involved. So embarrasing.)