Last night we were running hand in hand towards the last Luas, because we'd misjudged the pub-to-Luas distance and now had seconds in hand before having to find a cab home.
We leapt on through the last doors, the doors beeped behind us and the Luas left Stephens Green.
As we made our way up the carriage, grinning because we'd won once again, a man aged about 30 turned to his lady friend who was aged about 30 and, nodding in our direction, said "oh, to be young again."
Here's to being young again.
We leapt on through the last doors, the doors beeped behind us and the Luas left Stephens Green.
As we made our way up the carriage, grinning because we'd won once again, a man aged about 30 turned to his lady friend who was aged about 30 and, nodding in our direction, said "oh, to be young again."
Here's to being young again.