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.
A couple of examples, two chocolate eclairs. . €10! A glass of wine €9! And Guinness €7a pint. And as for the cost of a meal…….
I am currently sitting in The Porterhouse Brewing Co. A traditional pub in Dublin
There is a table with 3 banjo players and a guitarist playing traditional Irish tunes
just for the pleasure of it.
The pub is busy, the atmosphere friendly and relaxed. This is what I wanted Dublin to be about, so loving it
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 …
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.
Scooby also gave birth to Buddha, the wonderful dog we still have. ..and so I guess
a little bit of Scooby is still alive and happy
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.
What a funny world it is, I have four children and it’s my youngest that is pregnant first
I knew as soon as I chose that trolley it was going to be trouble.
It was stuck on another trolley and needed a jolly good shake to free it. That was just the beginning, from then it was downhill. The trolley had a strong pull to the left, even entering the door of Tescos was hard work.
I should have given up then, but I am not a quitter so I persisted. Each left turn around a corner needed superman strength. All my power was needed to stop the trolley knocking down perfectly placed rows of food.
Eventually I reached the checkout, relief ran from my body, that’s when trolley developed a life of itself and moved away rapidly from where I had placed it …into a young suited man walking innocently by…
I have lived in the West Midlands for over 20 years, when my children were young I was a member of the Nation Trust and we explored all the local manors and attractions they had.
But I have never heard of Wightwick Manor and it’s only in Wolverhampton. ..where has this little gem been hiding?
Yesterday my daughter and I added it to our radar and took a look, it lovely. A huge manor in delightful gardens and incredibly welcoming with croquet in the gardens, billiards in the home and lots of interactive stuff to become involved with
You see. ..it’s not just children who like to play 😉
Yes, this is how I am spending my evening.
I run laughter Yoga sessions, I don’t do just any laughter Yoga, I do impro laughter Yoga with a cajon in toe. This evening we went on an adventure in jungle. .huge fun
Now I am currently at a comedy fundraiser I have organised. .the Midlands local comics are a wonderful bunch of people who always generously give up their time. ..
Live photo update. .and back to the comedy. ….
I spent Thursday to Monday mostly without shoes on. No i wasn’t housebound or ill.
I was camping at the conscious tribal gathering in a field in Wales. And no, it wasn’t sunny, the weather was mixed with large amounts of rain.
I enjoy being bare footed, it’s my natural way of being, on grass my shoes come off, at home they are off the moment i enter, i even run my workshops on a daily basis without shoes on.
But at last i have a place where others join me. ..