Category Archives: Travels to work

The strange, troubling world of the heterosexual

September 28, 2016Ireland, Return to Ireland, Travels to work, Uncategorizedmidnightmurphy

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Imagine a bus journey to a suburban office park in the morning.

Imagine the passengers being transported to their dreary workplaces.

Imagine seeing the same faces day after day, wondering who they are. And what motivates them.

Then imagine that the portly gentleman with the tattooed lower leg , whom you have never acknowledged, is sitting right behind you chatting to one of his colleagues.

Imagine the conversation they have.

Actually don’t imagine that conversation – I’m going to tell you about it.
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A suburb without pity.

August 23, 2016Dublin, Travels to workmidnightmurphy

Sbrba

It was a late night and the quality of sleep enjoyed was somewhat patchy. That’s as a consequence of last night being tech and dress rehearsal for ‘Miss Julie’ which begins in the Pearse Centre today and runs until Saturday.

As a result I slept in late, this morning. Not by much – only by about 15 minutes. The speed with which I did my morning ablutions was impressive. Continue reading A suburb without pity. →

A whole new world of Upstairs/Downstairs

August 9, 2016Travels to work, Uncategorizedmidnightmurphy

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The tram network in Dublin is called the Luas. It currently comprises of two lines – the Green Line from Leopardstown to Saint Stephen’s Green is also known as the Posh Line – well to me anyway; and the Red Line which goes from Tallaght to the Point and is also known as the Scary Line. When these lines opened twelve years ago, whatever planning genius that designed them, decided to create them as two completely separate lines which never interconnect.
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Dublin drear

July 11, 2016Diabetes, Travels to work, Uncategorizedmidnightmurphy

Somebody got out on the wrong side of the bed this morning. Oh yes they did (try to read that in a voice that your mother used, when you were five and cranky). No prizes for guessing who I am talking about. Continue reading Dublin drear →

Beyonce at the B&B

June 21, 2016Ireland, Return to Ireland, Travels to work, Uncategorizedmidnightmurphy

Recently I have been getting the 8.30 bus in the morning, instead of the 8.15. It gets me to my desk by 9.10 which is still in the vicinity of on-time. However as my boss never rocks up until 9.30, I have taken the unilateral decision that an extra fifteen minutes in my pit, in the morning is good for my health, and that I am going to avail of this extra time. Continue reading Beyonce at the B&B →

Only the crumbliest, flakiest Tuesdays

June 7, 2016Dublin, Travels to work, Uncategorizedmidnightmurphy

… tastes like Tuesdays never tasted before. Continue reading Only the crumbliest, flakiest Tuesdays →

The 3 stooges

June 1, 2016Dublin, Travels to work, Uncategorizedmidnightmurphy

My daily sojourn to work, on the big yellow bus takes on average forty minutes.

As more regular readers, of my barely read blog can attest, I occasionally discuss the fellow travellers on my daily journey. Not out of any sense of malice or obsessive interest in them. It’s more to do with the fact that earlier in the week my life involves transport to work, work, transport from work and evenings home alone. Continue reading The 3 stooges →

Snakes on a plane? Oh no. It’s drunks on a bus

May 23, 2016Travels to work, Uncategorizedmidnightmurphy

Monday usually passes in a blur of blah. The weekend just gone is like a fleeting dream that’s been instantly forgotten. The coming weekend is far out of reach. The best policy is to hunker down, stay quiet, get a nice meal for dinner and bide your time. Continue reading Snakes on a plane? Oh no. It’s drunks on a bus →

Sweaty Jim

May 19, 2016Dublin, Travels to work, Uncategorizedmidnightmurphy

It was a lovely, sunny May evening. I bounded from work at 5pm like a middle aged gazelle. Continue reading Sweaty Jim →

I stink

April 25, 2016Dublin, Travels to work, Uncategorizedmidnightmurphy

My morning routine varies very rarely. Both my alarms go off at 7.25am. I hit the snooze button for ten minutes and lie in my pit feeling sorry for myself until 7.35am, at which point I jump out of bed, rush to the shower, wash, brush my teeth, apply some anti-perspirant and moisturise (this is an important thing for men of a certain age to always remember to do – those wrinkles don’t fully disappear even when my face is at rest any more). At 7.50 I leave the house and take a brisk walk to my bus-stop. I arrive at the stop at 8.10 and five minutes later we depart – with me saying an inner prayer that Beyonce’s mum won’t take agin me en route to work today. Continue reading I stink →