13 March 2016 – Paris and a Poem

I'm still in Paris. Yesterday rugby happened. Ireland played Italy And played well for the first time since the world cup. I watched with Dan, in a Parisian Irish  Bar on the left bank, with his friend Owen from Pimlico - Born hard and late. Topped it all off with another tartare. I imagine the food … Continue reading 13 March 2016 – Paris and a Poem