Good luck tomorrow, Dorinda! See you back here soon, let's get a picture of you beside Phil's statue on Grafton Street!
xxx
Fighting my Way Back -Phil Lynott:
I'm tough, rough, ready and able
To pick myself up form under this table
I got no label
I'm a little sick, sure, unsound and unstable
But I'm fighting my way back
I'm busting out and I'm going in
I'm kicking up about the state I'm in
Looking to my future not my past
I want to be a good (boy) but how long can it last
Fighting my way back
This kid is going to wreck and ruin
I'm not quite sure of what I'm doing, you see
It all happened a little too soon
But it's all there, in this little tune
Fighting my way back


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I did not have any pampooties that I am aware of in Aran. I spent some time in the snow with gracious young rugby players at an ancient cemetery, had some excellent pork chops at a pub, and an excellent small plane ride.