spring sprunging

seeing a wood pigeon nibbling the hawthorn blossom +
me struggling up arthur's seat at lunchtime +
further dawning realisation I am leaving my job +
fearful anticipation of pending adventures +
meet up of Ulysses reading group
= nice day

on Ulysses reading group, having the books on the table in the pub seems to provoke a lot of conversation starters. First with some German tourists, one of whom had just finished the German translation ("Joyce he said that one could recreate Dublin from this book. I think that is not true") and two actors from the Lyceum theatre round the corner in The Lieutenant of Inishmore.