Solidarity

Wow, Irish people are really interested in the American Elections. Every radio station seems to be covering it. Even I, normally so relentlessly lazy about world politics, feel a flutter of trepidation. Who can win? Will it go to that wire? What does any of it mean? Where the hell is Bush hiding out?

Anyhoo, apropos of nothing, I am going on a hooch free wheat free break for a few weeks. Every year at Christmas we, the Paramour and me, go about meeting folk for drinks and catching up and by the 1st of January we are bloated pink-hued sots. So bearing this in mind I've decided to give Melvin, my liver, a break before hand.
I'll let you know if it's worth it or not. Can life without buttery toast really be called life? We shall see.