Wahhhhhhh! I am sick.

Deirdre studying, she gets the diligence from her sister.

Andy working, sure maybe we get the diligence from him.

Our chiming clock.

Our sitting room as, say, a big dirty fly would see it.

DK, see the “Get On” on the wall?

Because I love them.

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At least the gurriers of Dublin have a wit about them.

This lady was thieving from Centra, and was caught; she decided to sit on the road in protest at her treatment.

Watching the fun and frolics on Camden St. of a Saturday

The people who live in Carvills always look like they’re having great craic.

Ghosts were walking past our doorway.

Mal kept a close eye on proceedings.

They don’t mess with their signage in Dun Laoghaire.

I thought thongs were out of fashion but NO! THEY’RE HERE TO STAY!

The five-a-side-water-football was just starting down at the forty foot. This is Jamie O’Gara, he has a great right foot on him.

Great autumny skies at the moment despite the summery-ish days.

The boys are nearly finished building out the back. Felicity must be raring to go.

I am flippin’ obsessed with the tops of buildings against the sky.

Mal O’B outside which Dublin cafe? This one is easy peasy.

Deirdre’s birthday cake. Yes, yes, it was delicious.