If I had to put my finger on where this started, it would instantly smudge across several sun-streaked days in the summer of nineteen-eighty-six when I was eight-and-three-quarters years of age. Like the day my father— stupidly so much younger then than I am now— belted me into the front
"O villain, villain, smiling, damnèd villain! My tables—meet it is I set it down That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain" — William Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act 1 1. Long ago, growing up in Ireland, when September came around and the lazy hazy crazy days of
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