Tetris
On Dame street, Dublin. Looking out from the city hall, across a courtyard that looks like tetris to a building that looks like tetris. At least they stuck with the theme I suppose.
Tell Me All Your Secrets
Confession, St. Peters Church, Drogheda. Nobody around to hear it though so continued on. One from the meetup of a few fine folks over the weekend. We couldn’t resist going into this church, possibly only after being told that there is a rather old head on display inside. True enough, it wasn’t just a tourist trap ploy to get us inside for a prayer or two.
Danger
Strolling down around the Cornmarket Street area before the blog awards. Was that last month already? Wow. Well, I suppose we\’re only just into March so it’s not that bad. It was nice being in the city and seeing things I’d never seen before. Or not paid enough attention to because I’d spent much of my life so far walking so near to. One thing that wasn’t so nice to see is the big glass fronted monstrosity that’s been builtRead More
Howya Donkey!
Looking for a specific donkey at the sanctuary in Liscarroll in north Cork. Turned out she was a huffy cow.. err, donkey. In other, very unrelated news, pixie have finalised an amazing package for bloggers, photobloggers and pixie users for the St. Patricks day festival in Dublin. Details on the pixie blog. Big thanks due to the Guinness Storehouse and Canon. Roll on the fun!
Shandon
My first ever trip up to the top of the Shandon bells! Err, and I’ve lived in Cork for how long exactly? Don’t feel too bad though, it was Donncha’s first time up there too. We were both in awe. Deaf awe. Those bells are damn loud. Especially when there\’s a little kid mercilessly pulling on the ropes several floors down.
Sobering up in Gougane
This is the one where I thank everyone for the kind words, where I thank pix.ie for sponsoring, thank Damien for organising yet another amazing blog awards, thank all that it is that inspired me (good and bad) to take the photos that you see on this blog and thank God that after 3 years, I finally won the damn thing!
Reach For The Sky!
Tattered and torn bull-rushes swaying in the breeze. Wait, there was no breeze. Swaying for effect then. Either way, they’re in the Gearagh in west Cork and I sank a few inches into the murky depths while taking this photo. Those shoes were later finally executed on a very cold holiday in Canada. Damn good shoes.. damn good.
Soundcheck
Soundcheck at Spy last night. Some very cool music (although still not too sure about the Rolf Harris) and cake. Yes, cake. May just have to go back. Similarly to everyone else that’s getting ready to pack up and hit the road, we’re heading Leeside for a long weekends blog awarding and catching up with folks. See whoever’s going at the awards tomorrow night!
Tin Man
When a man’s an empty kettle He should be on his mettle And yet I’m torn apart Just because I’m presumin’ That I could be kind of human If I only had a heart…
Up The Walls
Climbing the walls before the blog awards in Dublin last year. Then, not so much. Mmmm, pints.
All Terrain
Lonesome tyre, went off-road all by itself. No driver to guide it, it quickly lost it’s bearings and could not find it’s way out of the forest. Approach with caution, it’s off it’s rim…
Quiet for a moment
The interior of Alexander Nevsky Church in central Sofia. After a few days of ceaseless chatter in various languages and all the associated too’ing and fro’ing of work, it was a welcome experience to be able to sit, be quiet and enjoy the cavernous interior of this church, lit only by candles (and bulbs that were supposed to look like candles).
Slovak Shopping Sunset
Being shown around the old part of Bratislava earlier in the week. Only a couple of square miles, but such an amazing wealth of photographic opportunities. It’s everything I expected Sofia would be but turned out to be the exact opposite. Ah well.
The Business Class Traveller
Not quite. Last week I was in Sofia. Then I came home for the weekend. Then I flew out again on Tuesday to Bratislava (via Ryanair). Business Class… What’s that?
Corner Shop
What, on further investigation, appeared to be a newsagent of sorts. Could’ve fooled me…
Irelands Eye
Ireland’s Eye, just a short rowing boat ride off the coast of Howth and still full of deadly, deadly seagulls. Damn those seagulls.. Damn them all to hell.
Fly Away Home
Making notes on the flight home on Thursday. Spent much of the last week working in Sofia, Bulgaria and very glad to be leaving to return to Dublin. The city is… well.. not what I expected to say the least. Strike it off your holiday destination list. More of that particular rant later perhaps. Also missed all of the damn snow. Went to Bulgaria fully expecting to be ball deep in the fluffy white stuff (that’s snow, not cocaine vicar)Read More
Growth
Taken a lifetime ago, this vibrant blue moss grows from time to time on the half dead trees at the Gearagh, just outside Macroom in west Cork. To the best of my knowledge, the Gearagh is a man made lake, created by the construction of the hydroelectric dam further down the river Lee, just outside Cork city. I am open to correction though!