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Since I was a kid I have been writing stories. Narratives about fictional characters in made-ups worlds, within the infinite realm of my fantasies. Now I write about my real life adventures, about the results of my yearning to see as much of the world as I can possibly combine with a career and regularly seeing friends and family. These stories are primarily a recollection of my own memories, as I am keen to preserve as many details of my foreign adventures as possible, lest the images I try to recall years later inevitably become blurred. As a positive externality, the result may be a pleasant read for the interested outsider. I hope you will enjoy my blog.

Tony Grifone

Saturday, 26 April 2014

red pants farming


A few weeks ago Bo and I spent the Sunday at the farm of Padraic’s parents. Roaming around fields lined with hedges and dry stone walls, feeding the sheep and climbing bales of hay made for a lovely morning out and about, accompanied by Lassie and Jess. After a filling brunch prepared by Padraic we settled in one of the house’s living rooms and flicked on the television to see Liverpool beat Man City and continue their road to the first PL title in 24 years. Liverpool fans all around with even Lassie barking enthusiastically when Gerrard’s corner kick made for the 2-0. A visit to the Hill of Slane on the way back to Dublin guaranteed the cultural aspect of the day and surely I’ll be back at this welcoming and cosy farm house, not in the last place to see Lassie again! 

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