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Sunday, September 30th, 2007
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9:00p - Engaged
j4 and I have spent a fabulous week in Dublin. (Here are the holiday snaps.) We'd intended to go there for some time now but hadn't actually planned anything: accommodation booked three days before and travel booked two days before (ten hours by train and ferry for 54 pounds each with SailRail). We stayed in the Bridge House on Parliament Street, immediately opposite the Porterhouse and its 200 beers. Dublin is such a walkable city: down the four flights of stairs from our room - no lift - and we were right by the river. The Liffey divides the city so neatly for navigation that we would have kept returning to it even if it hadn't looked so grand and wide.
We had expected to spend much of the holiday reading books and playing Scrabble in cafes and pubs while watching the rain. But the weather stayed dry, which let us do a lot of exploring on foot together. We walked out through the villas of posh Dublin 4 to see the National Print Museum, and took the DART train along the seaside to see the James Joyce Tower, where Janet paddled in the cold water. We were, also, often in cafes and pubs, and in a restaurant by the river where we agreed to get married.
It's nearly three years since we started going out. We've been through London and Cambridge and Oxford and are ready to stay in one place. Janet makes me laugh and makes me think; and she spurs me to make more of myself. I think love is not so much an uncontrollable passion than something which can be nurtured and shaped, and that a relationship is not only a meeting of minds but a decision. We've made a decision to share a future.
It's a decision that needed care, yet one of the easiest decisions I've made.
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