Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Dublin, near the start of Eden Quay by the bridge. Somewhat aimless. An unusual tram with carriages of different widths, some with skirt-like running boards, is arriving from the right, but instead of rolling on tracks, it moves the ground with it, in squares sliding out of alignment like ice floes. Even the river moves and the bridge. But then I'm blind, standing still and all is black. I ask, 'Is there anyone around? Can you help me?' I feel a hand like jelly wriggle to mine and I can see again. There is a fairly big dog with long hooked teeth and it is biting someone else. I start to say 'Stop it' but then it leaps towards me.