The flight to Dublin from Birmingham is short in fact just 40 mins but it is a good one.
Actually they have very little in common apart from the fact they both relate to Dublin.
The bog men which you can find in the Natural History Museum are alarming fascinating. You feel that you shouldn’t be looking at them as in its wrong to stare, yet you can’t take your eyes of the detail of their bodies and demise.
On the other hand the cost of drink, food, and staying in Dublin is jolly expensive. I would say the most expensive European city I have stayed in recent years.
I am currently sitting in The Porterhouse Brewing Co. A traditional pub in Dublin
The pub is busy, the atmosphere friendly and relaxed. This is what I wanted Dublin to be about, so loving it
I arrived in Dublin yesterday, it’s packed full of fun things to do and explore but I have noticed it’s not packed full of Irish born people though.
Lots of Americans, Chinese and generally everywhere else in the world apart from Ireland itself.
Today, I arrived in Dublin for a short break with my son.
We had a few hours to kill before checking into our hotel and came across Trinity College . To my surprise it’s a huge tourist attraction, full of guided tours and every inch being explored by tourists
Then I spied a sign pointing to a science gallery, I love these type of things and this little gallery didn’t let me down. It was full of things to do, push, pull etc all resulting in noise.
Now, call me a big kid but they had swings that when you sat on them and used them to swing they made noises. ..oh yes, I was swinging on a swing that played music. ..it’s the small things that make you happy and I loved this …
On year ago today I ran a spoken word and music event in the anthitheatre of Birmingham City Centre Library.
It was a lovely warm day and the anthitheatre was brilliant. The sounds projected up into the roads above.
All the audience loved the event and it was a thrill for the performers to have such great natural acoustics.
“Why won’t it happen again?” I hear you ask?
6 years ago Scooby Doo died
No I don’t mean the cartoon dog, I mean the family dog that was named after the cartoon dog. My young daughter who was two at the time wanted a dog, so we got a family dog…Scooby Doo.
She was a lovely dog, so scared of water, she walked around puddles, she wad happiest when she was carrying everything around in her mouth and also she was incredibly maternal. On one occasion, she had a puppy who was born dead, we buried the pup in the garden. Not long after, Scooby had dug the puppy up and was trying to lick the pup alive.
Last night was my monthly spoken word event. It’s always crazy, long and incredibly diverse. I enjoy the eccentric side of life and my monthly event is magnet for these wonderful characters.
one man who has learning disabilities has been coming along to my event for quite a while, he sometimes interrupts the acts and sings, “time of your life ” randomly. There is normally a kind sole who encourages him to listen to the acts instead of interrupting.
Last night at end of the night, I gathered everyone together and we sang, “time of your life ” just for him….
…well we didn’t just sing it, in my true spoken word style we performed it for him. Singing, drumming and one lady got up and danced with him
Yes, today I have heard big news. ..no huge news. On a world wide scale it’s tiny news.
“What’s the news? ” I hear you ask
I am going to be a nanny, my very first grandchild is on the way. Today my youngest daughter Elle, phoned me to announce in excited delight that she is pregnant.
We are in August, yesterday morning felt like late October. It was dark, cold and raining.
But there is also something comforting about these days, I was inside doing work looking out of the patio doors at the bleak weather. The music industry chose to play was Leonard Cohens amazing album, “you want it darker. ” .. seamed apt 😄