Eoin Butler: writer, journalist and Mayoman of the Year

Tripping Along The Ledge


What begins as a few isolated titters soon swells….

…with the help of a few nudges and discreet whispers, until soon the entire room is convulsed with laughter. Read the rest of this article here.

September 28th, 2010.

6 Responses to “What begins as a few isolated titters soon swells….”

  1. cash Says:

    Big fan of these two pieces.

    Any chance of something similar soon? How about the mundane nature of covering a newsdesk at a national paper over the weekend, or something. Hey, maybe that’s not mundane, maybe it’s a thrill a minute.

  2. Eoin Says:

    Unfortunately, I don’t work in an office anymore Cash. I work from home. I could write a piece about the disastrous effect the lack of exercise is having on me maybe, or how walking to Spar is sometimes the most exciting thing I do in a day!

  3. cash Says:

    Get another temp job then to entertain me. Lazy git.

  4. Eoin Says:

    Ah, go on then, I will. But only because it’s yourself. Only because every time I chat to you on here I subliminally am under the impression that I’m chatting to Johnny Cash.

  5. Eoin Says:

    You haven’t quite so much homespun wisdom, but that’s no disgrace.

  6. cash Says:

    Great, I can’t wait.

    Johnny is my brother. I’m someone else. Although I do have less trouble hitting the low notes than Joaquin Phoenix.

    But if you prefer the thought that I may be Johnny Cash speaking to you from beyond the grave, then by all means, please continue to think that.

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