Aloha,
PROLOGUE
This week, I want to first offer a huge shout out to the terribly fabulous
Carrie Butler, who has, over the past few months, sweated floods, goods and shears cutting and developing the outlay - and the
tres professional look - to my blog.)
[Ok, maybe she didn't sweat floods - it's not as if I'm One Direction.... more like "No Direction," but I couldn't think of much that rhymed with blood!]
Anyway, as always, the blog content is all me, so don't blame Carrie when it comes to my new, scraggly beard profile - the poor woman had so little to work with :)
Which reminds me, sometimes, I forget how easy it is to say thanks to those who are
always there for me...
So, I'd like to again raise a pint and give a cheers to the people I've virtually met through Blogger, especially the ones who just won't stop supporting me... even though I've been such an arsehole these last few monthyears.
I'm not worthy, but I'm eternally grateful.
You know who you are, so please... have your better half slap you on a self-chosen buttock, and then have them shout out, "attaboy" on my behalf... because you
really do coach me to be a better writer.
###
Chapter One: (in where we enjoy Part Two of Ireland and how we mention it's only Thirteen weeks to REVIVAL.)
 |
| Traditional, working English phone box in Northern Ireland... |
 |
| The usual phone box in the Republic... :) |
 |
| St. John's Castle, Carlingford (circa 1200 AD) |
 |
| Another castle in Carlingford, with dodgy ice-cream van (circa 1982?) |
 |
| White-washing/painting old Irish houses... the original never-ending job! |
 |
| Irish Road Signs... they make no sense, but they look good, just like One Direction! |
 |
| THIS is an official Irish road... and I'm driving on the wrong side..omg.. |
 |
| Sphincter unclenches as we stop for a photo-op... |
 |
| "It's like we're in a real postcard, Papa!" - #No 1 Son (8) |
 |
| (Sigh, I don't miss Oireland, not at all...) |
 |
| In Bray, when the upcoming airshow holds an unscheduled rehearsal #sweet |
 |
| I see you mountain-ish. Today, we climb you, Bray Head... |
 |
| On the very, very, straight non-upward moving road to climb Bray Head... |
 |
| When we saw this ruin, I realized we were going the wrong way!! |
 |
| ... oops, here's the stairs we needed to take... |
 |
| #No 1 Son (I'll call him "Donatello" to protect his identity)...and someone else! |
 |
| Such a bad parent here: "Go on, my son... climb that mother, you can do it!!!" |
 |
| ... and he did... standing tall, 791 feet above sea level (that's mah boy :) |
 |
| Victorious Bray Head Climbers! (Is nowhere safe from the Selfie???) |
 |
| The stunning view we earned... |
 |
| The American kid who found a $2 *Canadian* coin... in Dublin... |
 |
| Absolutely fascinating place... |
 |
| Picture taken at 3 p.m. ... |
 |
| ... 15 mins later (I *don't* miss Ireland... much :) |
 |
| Hallowed, historic grounds where no man treads... |
 |
| No, for real, y'all... |
 |
| Ok, I miss Ireland a little... |
 |
| But not when it's raining (though I do love the optimistic vendor :) |
 |
| And no stinking rain is going to stop our fun!! |
 |
Rain stopped... time for a drive on the Green Machine...
|
 |
| "You'll never catch me, coppers!!!" |
 |
| ... The End... |
- Follow Me on Twitter!
- Join Me on Facebook!
- RSS
Contact