The Boy Is Back In Town

Off to Dublin on Thursday morning. On Friday the statue of Phil
Lynott will be unveiled and it's just about time. I have mixed
feelings about going, for the last couple of weeks I didn't want to
go at all. Too much people and everything. But now I'm looking
forward to it. Most of all I am looking forward to see all my fellow
Lizzy-fans.
I've only been in Dublin once before and that was almost 10 years
ago, January 4 1996. I made a deal there and then to see the same
peple 10 yrs after - no matter what happened in our lifes, but I
honestly don't think that will happen. I don't really care about them
anymore, they're not part of my life and I'm really not that
interested in what has happened to them... Isn't that really weird?
My life circulated around a few people, all Thin Lizzy-fans and we'd
talk all the time and meet up for drinks and we were just the best of
friends.
Times changes. I used to be one of the boys until that night in
Dublin when they sort of realised I was a "girl" after all. One of
the most weird experiences really. Things just wouldn't be the same
after that. But they got worse and they got uglier and now it's like
a big, green, gooey monster that I just want to bury and forget about.
It's sad. I've heard about reunions and friends staying friends for
ever and ever. I thought we all had that, but we didn't.
Something happened.
Life happened.
Anyway - the Lizzy-fans are many and from all over the world and
Dublin will be filled with them so I really do look forward to it
now... :-)
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