Every moment in life - and every dollop of ice cream - is special
Published 21/09/2015 | 02:30
A strange thing happened recently on Grafton Street. I saw a man drop an ice cream. The day was balmy and he took a call on his mobile. The ice cream melted, as it does in warm weather.
It was one of those ice creams that comes out of a machine and that type is very quick to soften out. I was going to warn the man on the phone that his ice cream was slipping but I didn't.
We are only too willing to become passive bystanders. Still though, it wasn't exactly a snow avalanche tumbling down a mountain in the direction of an alpine village.