I found something lovely today...

...in a little shop in my town. A 1976, paperback, Puffin edition of Peter Pan. Such lovely illustrations.
Cheered me up no end.

Also there was a festival in my home city last weekend.







Just a lot of street acts and activities, it mainly being a family weekend.



This gentleman was a bit unsettling but was nice nonetheless. He serenaded us while we drank Buckfast in the square. I gave him the last of my bottle.

Dear Blogland...

...going to Dingle. See ya Wednesday. I fed the cat.
Love, Feist xx

Alien Snots.

The other day we brought the American off to this secret little beach, which can be found somewhere on the south coast should you ever care to visit.



The main aim being to catch some 'alien snots' as they are now fondly known in our household. Otherwise known as periwinkles. We also caught a 'juicer' of a crab. Those Americans and their funny speak. Pftt. She does take some good photos though, especially seeing as it was just a point-and-shooter...







Periwinkles are truly scrumptious by the way, billion times better than l'escargot.

Life's a Beach

I am SO original when it comes to post titles, am I not?
But really, life is a beach, especially when once summer comes you spend your life... on the eh... beach. I've spent such a nice couple of days with my friends bustin ourselves around in the sea and slapping each other's nicely crispy arms. The cute American is loving it here too, she thinks it's nuts that people can drink on the street, rob election posters, gowl with the Gardai about the whole thing and still get away with it.

I wonder how long this freakish summer could actually last though?

Ah crap.

Did I just jinx it?