Dear Diary,
I took a stroll down Grafton Street last night and I passed the statue of Philo.
I mean, what the fuck? Are they doing it simply to spite me?
Surely if Phil Lynott gets a statue like that then I should have one like the Statue of fucking Liberty. Or, they could do it like Mount Rushmore and carve my face into the Wicklow Mountains. Four times.
Another suggestion: why, on O'Connell Street, instead of the poxy Spire - which everybody hates - didn't they erect a statue of yours truly - who everybody loves?
And, if not a statue, at the very least surely on my way home I should hear, "please fasten your seatbelts, ladies and gentlemen, we'll shortly be making our descent to Paul Hewson International Airport".
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