Ripping yarns, beautiful lies and a few home truths.
Looks quiet and peaceful. Which is more than I can say for my little town!
I'll bet it's nuts! The inlet has been quite peaceful.
Australia is such a strange place. I think I would find that place a bit intimidating.
It's okay. The crocodiles have eaten all the tiger snakes!
Its been a while... Hey, here's a bit of weird symmetry. Shane McGowan, he of the Pogues and poor teeth, was 60 last week. He had a party here in Ireland somewhere. Johnny Depp was said to have flown in. Strange, cos Delore's O'Riordan died yesterday. Anyway, I heard The Sound was listed for the Dublin Award, which is awesome, then today I find myself gladly out of the freezing post-Christmas wind, reading of you leaving your coffee shop come servo and of those beautiful pics of the Shannon, a thousand times different from the expansive namesake river that courses this sodden country. Anyway, your photos made me think of that Pogues song 'Broad Majestic Shannon', so I played it and for the first time realised McGowan took the opening bars of that song to form the chorus of Fairytale of New York', the all-time greatest Christmas song ever.. except maybe for Minchin's 'White Wine in the Sun', that is. I liked Cloudstreet too, nearly as much as The Sound. Happy New Year Sarah, I forgot how much I loved reading your bloggy stuff.