News Brendan O’Connor

Tuesday 25 November 2014

We may all lose with the march of the Molly 

IN one way, it just came out. But in another way, I did it very deliberately. It could have been boredom, or maybe I just felt like a fight, to feel a little bit alive in my hangover. "Move it along there, Molly," I said to a pedestrian who was crossing in front of us. He couldn't hear me. But he wasn't the intended audience. My wife was. The Molly was maybe a bit younger than me, dressed in that way that some Dadmen do, clothes that were fashionable maybe five years ago when he last gave serious thought to his look, before...

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