I dunno.. something different? This was lurking in my archives and I’m in a kind of ‘what can I do with this?’ mood. ‘Not much’ is the answer by the way.
At the official opening of Third Floor Espresso (3FE) on Middle Abbey Street a couple of hours ago. If you’re reading this and you’re local, get down there for some mind bendingly amazing coffee. This is one of the several cappuccinos I’ve had there this weekend.
Not exactly the most Christmassy of shots, but meh… We’re currently enjoying a trip to Cork. Eating too much, watching way too much crap TV and generally relaxing and having fun. The true spirit of the season. Best Christmas in a while.
The narrow alley that some men love to hate. Lined on one side with jewellers displaying trays upon trays of elaborate engagement rings and other expensive trinkets in their windows. Lined on the other side by a very high wall. There truly is no escape. For your wallet at least.
Came home on Friday 13th to this. Someone had been fucking with a fire hydrant, screwed up the tap which came loose and unleashed quite a bit of water. That water made it’s way to the underground car park and to the electricity supply. The electricity sub boards are, funnily enough, right below where the hydrant is. Power was off for a few hours and the car park had a new swimming pool installed. A member of the Dublin fireRead More
Eoin standing the balcony overlooking the dancefloor at Kevs wedding. Carefully guarding his fresh pint of Murphys. In the background, a couple of those pesky bloody photographers. Flicking back through these reminds me that I still have to get the rest of Kev & Eithne’s wedding photos processed. It’ll happen before the end of the year, of that I’m sure!
Couldn’t help but think of Jeepers Creepers when I saw this. Although, this is a distinctly more cuddly version. A bit bat-faced, but definitely not as scary. Bit slow on the uptake with the Halloween themed photo today, I blame the truly epic lie in. Now, I’m off to dig out my copy of “The Shining” for tonights entertainment. Enjoy your sweeties!
The usual weekend pilgrimage to Cowdenbeath Racewall for some stock car racing. As if that wasn’t enough, just to prove this all took place in Scotland I submit for your attention the above photograph. As always, a wonderful place to spend a weekend. Scotland that is, not a race track. But that’s not bad either.