Farewell Happy_in_Howth

What a great send-off it has been.
Rarely was there so much laughter in Kennedy's on a Tuesday evening.
What a pity I had to leave early, but a least it was good to leave on a high!
There was beer, and multifunction cutlery, and jokes, and beer, and Chilli Pepper German sausages, and laughter, and Smoked German sausages, and beer, and reminiscing, and Hair dried German sausages (requires big huge industrial hair dryers), and beer, and bitching, and more laughter, and more beer, and bacon fries, and laughing at the past painful corporate experiences, and cheese and onions crisps, and beer, and the sausages turned out to be Austrian but apparently it is even better.

The former blipper knows as Happy in Howth, with a journal that brought the light house in Howth on the world map, is leaving us for greener pastures.
She will be missed, but her legacy lives on! One can still receive as an attachment Excel sheets with traffic lights colour coding and intricate status reports adopted by opportunistic Project Managers working for the Company.
She may have left but her Germanic senses of organisation lives on.

I am sure that we will still be in contact, I am even trying to suggest to her that she could start a new blip journal as "Happy again in Landan- but missing the lighthouse a bit", although it is a little bit long for a blipper's name.

What a great night we had. Sorry Sybille for the early destruction of the sausage stock, we used the excuse that you are fat enough as it is but the truth be told we were just a pack of starved selfish hyenas.

In this blurry shot (but the evening as a whole was happily blurry), we can see DTP Colm (Daniel Thomas Patrick) showing that the Irish male knows a thing or two about groping, hence dispelling the allegations made earlier that Irish lads and their Catholic unisex education are ill-equipped to interact with ladies (especially of the Italian variety...)
Seriously, if any of you have any work for the best Desktop Publishing coordinator I ever had the pleasure to work with, please let me know and I will make sure to get you in touch with this most experienced individual (unless your name is Emer, in which case I have been instructed to give a false mobile number).

So long then, Happy in Howth, good luck with the packing, and all our very best wishes for the future, may your new work life and love life be marked in green in the spreadsheet of your Landan relocation!





Now, back to picking the bits of dried sausage stuck between my teeth, I could be at it for the rest of the week...