The Heelers Diaries

the fantasy world of ireland's greatest living poet

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Location: Kilcullen (Phone 087 7790766), County Kildare, Ireland

Monday, August 13, 2007

aiiee caramba

Morning at the Chateau de Healy.
Ireland's greatest living poet is flumped over a coffee.
Across the kitchen table from him sits the Mammy munching a slice of brown bread.
The phone rings.
The Mammy answers it.
A continental voice voice, probably Spanish, rich with false bonhomie can be heard booming down the line: "Congratulations. You've just won 600,000 dollars."
The Mammy deals with this in short order.
"F--k off," she shouts, slamming down the phone.
Ireland's greatest living poet emerges from his incipient morning depression.
I feel quite cheered.
I'm telling you folks, as long as there are septuagenarians repelling telephone scammers through the liberal use of profanity, well, life's gotta be worth living...

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