The Church

The Church
I’m tempted to say “St. Kevins” in Donadea. But I don’t actually know. Saint something or others. An eerie feeling accompanies this shot. The thought that while peering through the lens at the scene a face from inside the glass would pop out and stare back. I braved it out and took the shot anyway. And yes, I watch too much TV.

Fly Away Home

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) but instead I met an unseasonable warmth while much of the rest of western Europe froze under layers of slush. Can’t win em all!