
The cat hated it whenever Boland started squeezing the box. He would curl this way and that to avoid the awful sound of Boland's attack on the musical art, then finally he would run up the stairs spitting and fuming all the way.
This is a collection of my acrylic paintings and explanations of them. I used to live in Dingle Co. Kerry, Ireland. Then I met Anne Kilborn again and she shanghaied me off to Amerikay.
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