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).
I'm a regular at the circus, since moving to Ireland four years ago. My Mum-in-Law's field provides the perfect base for visiting circuses and means that Hubs and I get free tickets! Circus Gerbola was the latest troupe of entertainers to settle in for the weekend.
I'm feeling extra sunny today, having been awarded the Sunshine Award for Blogging by fellow writer: AK Andrew. Big thanks to AK, who writes poetry and fiction and is the author of the novel: Radio Echo. Find out more here.
I'm congratulating myself on a birthday well celebrated! Taking my cue from Usher, who recently announced on the Graham Norton show that he has 'a birthday week', I began my birthday celebrations on Sunday 28th October and ended them on Sunday 4th November!
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.
I'm just back from a trip home to Wales where I attended the wedding of a close friend, took a day-trip to Hay-on-Wye and experienced 'spectating gold' by watching the Olympic Opening Ceremony!
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'.
You've got to love the pure energy of these guys, even though for twins they are very uncoordinated . . . One twin refuses to accept the idea of syncronisation and throws in his own random moves with complete abandon. This only adds to the uncontained exuberance of the performance though and you'd have to be very stony hearted not to smile once.
It's nearly Christmas! Cue demented 'Slade' like roar (indicating blind panic). You see, I'm having trouble prioritising at the moment. I've got a Christmas...
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