Billy Keane: I’m looking on the bright side of life, and hereby banish all those niggling worries

He skipped up the back lane, singing to himself and picking his dainty steps on plimsolled feet. All was good with his world. He already had a few drinks in, even though it was only 11.

30 in the morning. For many more in our town, the Monday after Listowel Races was the beginning of winter. Black Monday they call it around here.



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