First prize goes to the person who tells me what this Dundalk establishment sells.
(I don’t know)

Well first we went to Ridleys where Lorna made some friends.

Then the next day we were full of beans.

I thought it was great gas.

Look at the Aussie Aussie Aussie shorts on Bread.

Went to Carlingford to this abbey which I LOVE.

And lo, they prayed on consecrated ground.

The youth have no respect for these ancient buildings.

Climbing all over them.

Sticking their heads through windows.

Shimmying up towers. (This one was really high)

Ah I like this.

Sure we needed a rest after all the smiling.

Carlingford knew we were coming and got the bunting out.

But it was hung crooked.

Day 52 in the Big Brother house. Lorna is on the trampoline discussing nominations.

The housemates received some alcohol as a reward for posing for pictures.

TQ came over, but he looked a little different.

There was a frog! In our back garden! Schlimy yoke.

Ooh Betty.

Brad checks himself out. Nice shorts dude.

Mal has a go at levitating.

Then sure I had to try it.

But Andy was by far the best, so he got the chocolates.

Ah Sunday, how relaxing you are.

But we eventually had to leave. Mal nearly ran.

We’ve a class train station.

Goodbye, sweet sweet settlement.

Take a wild guess, go on.

Let us mourn Central Percs, home of the yummiest bagel melt ever.

At the weekend the ladies went on tour – fed the hens in Granny’s..

..Went for a proper Sunday dinner..

..Went out to Inniskeen to visit Patrick Kavanagh. Funny having a dump in the graveyard, I thought. (Turned out it was only for flowers)

There he is now. The wife’s name is not on the grave, though she’s buried there. That’s a terror.

Bit of a historical one there.

Em it was mad bright on Sunday, the sky is a bit psychedelic.

Forgot my camera for Aimee, so had to make do with the camera phone. Feck. But it was great.

As if I hadn’t been spoiled enough for my birthday (Mal got me an iPod shuffle), I bought meself this baby.

Jaysus, I wouldn’t be like this with a newborn.

Oh but then the ladies got their hands on it.

Maybe we could get a fleet for the office?

Front view and if I’m not mistaken, she’s posing.

This deserves a big YA WHA’? and a wink and a nudge to boot – what to do before your first ride.

Quite the sombre workforce.

Our view, ain’t it loverly? Spire in background there.

Sunny or rainy, rainy or sunny? Maybe Martin King would know.

And not a feckin’ crock of gold in sight.

South City Centre apartments, two for a fiver.

God bless Photieshop, not that Dublin buses don’t go that fast, of course.

We are the Dundalk, the Dundalk FC (DAH DAH DAH DAH)

There’s the new couches. Nicely modelled by the Kennys.

Strawberries! Yum.

Mal and I are playing Prince of Persia on the Playstation, it’s very good. We’re doing well too (although we cheat from time to time).

All the empties.

My new ring, cost me a bleedin’ fortune. I love it.

Never go out with Brad, he’s very destructive.

He wrecked the gaff.

Lorna and I went to Elton John. We remember when rock was young(er).

There were some melancholy moments.

But the crowd was craaaaaaaaaaazy.