Prideful jubilation tinged with wistful sadness.Our firstborn has left home.Sniff.Sniff.So now we have two spare bedrooms.I have always felt that empty rooms in a home are vaguely melancholic.
Eoin started in UCD last week and wouldn't you know, he is taking to it like a duck to water.He started on a wednesday and thursday night he was at a medsoc do in beaujangles!Free wine don't you know?He has joined the rowing club(he says they pressgang anyone over 6 foot who isn't a rugger bugger).
He is staying with his Nana Christine.She is already spoiling him rotten.He plans to take pics of his dinners to tease the bedsit brigade(who subsist on noodles and toast).
What an adventure lies ahead of him.It is exceedingly strange to feel envious of your own son.Mostly,though where Eoin is concerned I am proud as punch and happy as a pig in shit.
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