Brightening spirit within the dancing coloured lights when the words will not reveal their mystery in their memories of twinkling feelings
Tuesday, July 26, 2022
The Bray Airshow 2022
A Dart at Amiens Street. A train a very crowded one. Destination Bray in County Wicklow. A view of the airshow in prosapect. And this train is crammed with humans, and of course it has to stop at each and evry stop, and of course the people keep piling in. Got talking to a good person from Liverpool, where I had spent more than a little time before. The journey seems longer than it usually does. I look forward to Daly Station in Bray. I stay in Bray for a while. I observe. People, with ice cream on their minds. A funfair, with sophistication, and reasonable prices for those who are brave enough to enter and experience. And then after my looking I need to make my escape, after having seen some aeroplanes flying by, and a lot of living creatures. I get on another DART bound for Dublin, and everything is wrong. This particular little life refuses to function, and all is uneasy.
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