I've lived in Waterford for nearly five years now, and up until last weekend, I had never experienced the Spraoi Festival. I had heard lots about it and had been intrigued, but I must admit, I'm not a big crowd person and I'm a bit of a wuss when it comes to outdoor events plus torrential downpours. But this year, I took a good look at the Spraoi programme (and the weather forecast), determined to find a suitable event to attend. I found Delreves.
If this year's Birthday Celebrations have taught me anything, it's the true value of a hearty dinner. Hubs and I and headed to Clonmel in rather defiant spirits. I was battling a sore throat and bad chest, but had powered up on Lemsip and was determined to enjoy the day. He, (as the driver) was slightly deterred by the constant downpour of rain, that stayed in force for the whole day, but this was a rare Saturday off work for him, and he too, was eager to make the most of it.
Christenings and Weddings - two of the purest, most joyous occasions we celebrate. How lucky am I to have a christening to attend this Saturday and a wedding to go to in two weeks time? Very lucky, but slightly tortured by multiple fashion dilemmas . . .
When I was 12 years old a Harvest Festival meant a meagre scraping together of tangerines, potatoes and a tin of beans. Items would be deposited at the front of the school hall by each bewildered child, wondering why they had to part with their lunch. Many years later Waterford has shown me exactly what a Harvest Festival should mean.
Cork has become one of my favourite places to escape to - not that I need to escape very often. It's just that when...
The Queen's Diamond Jubilee is upon us (in fact it has been for the last four days), talk about making the most of an occasion! Despite the enthusiasm of the British public I do wonder if it's a case of 'God Save the Queen' or 'Thank God for an extra Bank Holiday'.
My weekend was pretty different, inspiring me to write about a cluster of experiences. I have been surprised by the weather, intriguing landscapes, an historic building and a local festival. The fun began with a picnic overlooking stunning views on the way to Clonmel (see pic).
Last Thursday (March 6th) was World Book Day and I celebrated by treating myself to three new books: 'The American' by Martin Booth, 'Killing the Shadows' by Val McDermid' and 'Ghost Light' by Joseph O'Connor.
'The Quiet Man' is one of those films that made a significant impression on me as a child. I first watched it at my Aunty and Uncle's house, marvelling at the fact that here was John Wayne, in a role that didn't require a cowboy hat or studded boots. He seemed more vulnerable somehow, still with that dry sense of humour but showing a little more emotion than usual. As for Maureen O'Hara, she was so beautiful and headstrong. I loved the combatitive quality of the relationship between the two, played out against green fields and the chatter of local gossip.