None of these minor distractions diminished his
ability or success on the snooker table and he won the world championship on
five separate occasions. He still holds the record for the youngest ever winner
not having reached his eighteenth birthday. His style is flamboyant but deadly
precise. He has more natural talent than anyone I ever saw except perhaps Alex
Higgins who was a lovely man but had serious issues.
Patience, shrink of shrinks, is convinced she has the means of performing the oracle. She dislikes what we humans call failure, recorded by distortion. In order to self-motivate I have decided to chronicle ongoing events in a diary which will be more about contemporaneous comment and awry observations on current affairs and miscellaneous memories than a recording of reality on a mundane basis.
I have no idea of what will emerge but as long as it as cynical as hell and reflects my less than perfect perception of matters which matter and don’t matter, so what. For purposes of prudence this diary will be retrospective.
Would that the words of Brendan Kennelly might be my epitaph:
“They gather together to pool their weaknesses,
Persuade themselves that they are strong.
There is no strength like the strength of one
Who will not belong”.
The Prodigal on the Camino 2015
The Prodigal on the Camino 2015
Friday, 3 March 2017
December 30th 2015
None of these minor distractions diminished his
ability or success on the snooker table and he won the world championship on
five separate occasions. He still holds the record for the youngest ever winner
not having reached his eighteenth birthday. His style is flamboyant but deadly
precise. He has more natural talent than anyone I ever saw except perhaps Alex
Higgins who was a lovely man but had serious issues.
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