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Vinnie began collecting glass marbles when she was small, loving the way they changed the sunlight.

When she started earning pocket money she progressed to old medicine bottles, and by the time she met Dean she had hundreds.

‘Stupid’ he called them when he was sober – when he was drunk he simply broke them, often on Vinnie’s head.

She began seeking out the murky ones in flea-markets, washing them out meticulously when she got them home.

When Dean died in agony, forensics couldn’t isolate what had killed him from the cocktail of ancient poisons in his system.

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This story is an old one, with a very loose connection to the image Rochelle posted this week, but I'm being lazy today. Last night I had my lovely granddaughter for a sleepover and was up early to get her to school for their last day before the holiday. A whole day with games instead of lessons - she couldn't miss that!

Rochelle's photo of the inside of an Irish pub, whether actually in Ireland or in one of the many other countries that boast 'Real Irish Pubs', is particularly apposite today as it is my Irish son-in-law's birthday. They live in Co. Fermanagh. NI, and will probably celebrate by walking their dogs in some Real Irish Rain! Happy birthday, Alan X



 

18 comments:

  1. I always thought old medicine was not to be trusted

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  2. Clearly it was he that was being stupid!

    When I was in Peru I visited the world's highest Irish owned pub - Paddy's in Cusco!

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  3. For every problem there is a solution. Great story. One must protect one's marbles and medicine bottles from the ravages of soused juicers. Well done.

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    1. Soused juicers? Wonderful expression! Thanks Bill x

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  4. He almost asked for it. ... And, while she might've had other options, that was the option she sought... Now, about those marbles ... I sure hope she did not lose those! ;)

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  5. What a clever plot. I love it. And a lovely side-story, too.

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  6. Dear Liz,

    The picture is from a restaurant in Pensecola, Florida. Your story works fine with the prompt as far as I'm concerned. You deserve a break.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. There's a lot of Irish in America so I'm not surprised, but you have to be in Ireland for the Guinness to taste eight!

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  7. A fitting end for a brutal soul.

    Wonderful photo of your daughter and son in-law.

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    1. They got married in Barbados, cost us a fortune to be there but worth it!!

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  8. I love her name - Vinnie and I love her story. PS The real-life bride is beautiful.

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  9. Serves him right, is all I can say...

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