Cabra History.Com

As I was taking this photo of the moon over Dublin earlier on

a thought came into my mind. Now I seem to remember that

an old neighbour of ours used to go a little bit on the strange

side whenever there was a full moon out. He’d arrive home

from the pub full of drink and we always knew he was drunk

by the way he’d slam the front gate. Well it wouldn’t be too long

after that he’d be seen out in the back garden cursing and swearing

up at the moon. Sometimes he’d be shaking his fist up in the air as well.

I don’t know what was wrong with the poor fella or why he did this

howling and cursing at the moon. I’ve asked a few people about him

but no one seems to know why he did it…