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Travel Blogs from Bangor
Intervarsities
... was some good fun. After that, thought, I had to rush back to the hostel to watch the Fightin' Irish take on the Trojans to complete our undefeated season and win a spot in Miami for the BCS National Championship. I can't believe we're going to the championship!!! Nobody on the volleyball team understood my excitement about American football, especially the French guys who heard the American pronunciation of Notre ...
New Plymouth reunion in Ireland.
... route ( some great pics Shirley)
Giant's causeway is a world heritage listed area (bucket list - tick) due to freak of nature geology. Unfortunately can not yet load pics (JB-help!!) but will do this when I work this out. Nik and I tramped down in rain only to be
passed by julz iv & kids on bus! Anyway, felt like we earned our guinness and dinner at a wee pub called the
nook. Luka advised it made the best fish bites ever! (I think he was hungry)
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Here's to you, Bobby Sands
... which impinged on his writing, and especially on the 'Chronicles of Narnia'. We saw the houses in which he lived as a child which were full of empty attics, the perfect place to construct models of imaginary worlds. Due to the constant rain he spent a lot of time indoors writing and drawing. The best thing was a sculpture in a town square which comprised an old man peeking into a wardrobe. The man was one of Lewis' most influential ...
McMillen's Bar And Restaurant
... haven't been back in, 6 years on! I find that hard to believe actually. Kevin and Susan sold the pub shortly after I left, and it was re-opened and re-branded as The First Port for a while. The bar has since been painted black (it was pink as The Steamer; and yellow as McMillen's when I worked there) and re-named The Black Boat. It is also now friendly to Northern Ireland, Celtic and Rangers football shirts, ...
I Threw A Brick Through A Window
... school. You couldn't eat inside. I mean what sort of rules are they? Exactly. I had to rebel against that. I wanted girls, I hated rugby, I wanted football. I wanted comedy in class. Sometimes I'd crawl into class. One other time I burst open a tin of Harp, while fellow rebels Rank and Willy Dallas would light cigarettes.
A few of our teachers got it the worst. In second form, Miss Finlay was informed that my name was Teddy. Well it was. I ...