The Tardis: Sandycove

Saw something weird this evening on our way home. No, you'll never guess. This feckin space cadet by the side of the road taking photographs of the public jacks in Sandycove. You know the one, the ugly new metal yoke. He had a tripod, the works, totally absorbed, standing there in the wind and rain as if he was in his f**king studio. Paddy's Day, eh? Brings the loonies out of the woodworks.