Many years ago, a good friend and colleague took a trip to Dublin. We had talked about taking the trip together but work got in my way. He brought me this mug back as a consolation. (The Guinness apparently did not travel well) The mug lived on my desk at work and was kept for visitors’ use.

Since I acquired the mug, I have ditched the job but also acquired a husband – and he now uses the mug daily.

Fast forward to bed last evening, and phase 2 of the weekend’s assault on the Guardian Prize Crossword. We were short of one themed answer. Mr L suddenly shot out of bed and I heard chinking from the general direction of the dishwasher. My man returned to bed and the crossword grid…. “Synge!” he said, triumphantly.

Thanks, Andy, for my mug. It came in handy eventually xxx

Published by Scattered Thinker

The Scattered Thinker is somewhat past her prime, but not yet in any danger of giving up. In the Inter-world, she is often known as plumbum, or sometimes as ulygan. In the Real Life, she goes by the name of Beth. Beth is a roamer. She lives in a motorhome and has a backup static caravan that serves as a bolthole if needed. Bricks and mortar are very much a thing of the past. Contact Beth if you would like to correspond with paper and pen.

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