Four Legged Photowalker
We met this cheery little fella up at Bective Abbey on Sunday morning. He trotted down the road to meet us, followed along by our side for a while then went on his merry way up a grassy lane.
We met this cheery little fella up at Bective Abbey on Sunday morning. He trotted down the road to meet us, followed along by our side for a while then went on his merry way up a grassy lane.
Distant relative of the swans, here stands the most menacing sheep you’ll ever lay eyes on. Not small, just far away. Menacing all the same though
Brogans, Trim. After the chilly photowalk came a nice hot dinner and a few cold pints. Neopan 1600 pushed to 3200. Came out quite well, apart from the crappy scanning.
Another from Newtown Cemetery in Trim and the first of the film. Took alomst as long to remove the dust from a few shots as it did to scan three 36exp rolls. Should really clean the scanner.
The cemetery at Newtown in Trim where you can be cured of your wartyness. Simply bring a safety pin and deposit at the grave of Sir Lucas Dillion and his wife. I didn’t bring a pin so I can’t test the theory.
Inside Dublin’s City Hall during a photowalk an absolute age ago. Julie having a chat with Darren while everone else was off lying on the ground taking photos of the roof. Or something along those lines.
The snow covered entrance to one of the glasshouses during the January photowalk at the Botanic Gardens. Permission for Perambulation Pending .
The snowy, icy, massively fun photowalk at the Botanic Gardens in Dublin earlier today. It was cold and somewhat slippy but a small price to pay to come away with a collection of photos of ‘everything with snow on it’. Thanks to all who participated, hope to see you all and more on the February walk!
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 day before the night before the big man makes an appearance. Posting will likely be light over the Christmas period as I’ll be too busy eating, drinking and giving the appearance of being merry. Enjoy the festivities!
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.
Mixed reports circulated on this spot for years. Appears to be closed now, possibly for the better. Better not to delve too deep into the details to save my more sensitive visitors. The old animals home on the quays in Cork.
The opposite side to another shot posted previously. Looking back on Tivoli as we circle around to head back. It’s all gone a bit Cork this weekend. Hope anyone that traveled to get some jazz into them enjoyed it and similarly, I hope anyone that traveled to get away from the jazz enjoyed that. I suspect we’re just walking in the door back from the airport about now, having spent a lovely weekend in Scotland. God bless the person whoRead More
Chained up to the railings outside the Odlums building on the docks. Possibly a bike, possibly something else entirely. Eh… Maybe a large, rabid turnip? Whatever it was and however rabid it was, it’s long gone now.
A fairly uninteresting shot of the Brian Boru bridge over the river Lee, taken from a corner of Michael Collins bridge. This is not Clontarf bridge, that’s on the other one that looks the same as this one. You’ll find that over near the city hall, where it’s been for a while now. Glad we cleared that up. Even though it’s not exactly the most awe inspiring shot, I still like it for some reason. But then, I am quiteRead More
Time for one form the home town! Easily my favorite building on the docks in Cork. Rarely seen like this, there are normally truck trailers left outside the building or a large puddle of green ooze blocking any chance of getting near it. I’d give a left something to get inside there and take a few shots.
Part of the photowalk at the weekend was a feckin brilliant trip out for four volunteers on a 7.5 liter V8 speedboat. To say it went like shit through a goose is, as you\’d expect, an understatement. It’s all a bit \’Miami Vice’. Without the good looking women in bikinis. Or the skyscrapers. Or Don Johnson.