1 The constraints: 1) No more than
one hour. 2) No more than 20 lines.
The result ? Genius or Not.


25 August 2010

By Christodoulos Makris | 2010 August 25

This is tricky, dangerous - almost certainly
illegal - on the potholed roads of north Fingal.
Eternal roadworks - while a stretch
is being fixed another's cut up by nothing more than

rain. Machinery, construction altering
the shore - how long will that brand new house
stand before erosion collapses it
to the sea? The spot where we crashed

that day - helicopter, tailbacks, ambulance,
baby seat on the asphalt, that unidentified
man. Off the beaten lanes, through a relic
of a town neat as a 1950s experiment,

into deep country. Golf course. GAA.
Harversters and tractors. Slow crop transport.
More potholes - and cowdung.
Horseriding on the roads. Killer

bends. The town with both a north
and a south beach, infested
with commuters and a Polish shop on every street
corner. Old townsfolk too. A motor yard.

Writing, Routine, Driving

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