Jesus.
I know of a house on Rugby Road that fitted this description a little too closely - a house where the mould was fed Smarties to make it a pleasing rainbow accompaniment to the decor in the bathroom.

I lived on Palestine Street for several years. I miss it the same way you miss a scab when it's not there to pick at any more.
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It is not outside the bounds of possibility that we got arse-faced at the same parties.
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Belfast, 1994-2000.
Prior to that I was a culchie - one of the more aspirational ones. My family didn't have a) land, b) a tractor, or c) six toes per foot.
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1999-2003
I use the term culchie with some degree o affection and tend to reserve it for one particular individual from Armagh. Who gave himself two black eyes and a broken nose in his first week at Queen's. By spinning his GAA bag in the air around his head exuberantly until he twatted himself in the face with it.

I'd type his real name but I don't know the keyboard link for 'insert symbol'.
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