I’m not sure how many personal benefits there are to my fire service job, though giving one perspective on life would definitely be one of the knock-on positives. It’s been a really rough week for us and the next brigade in the neighboring town. We have had several particularly bad call outs, and, as the … More Life’s what happens…
Nobody told me there’d be days like these Nobody told me there’d be days like these Nobody told me there’d be days like these Strange days indeed – most peculiar, mama ‘Nobody Told Me’ John Lennon I haven’t really been following a programme for this long distance triathlon. It’s an odd thing how, as the … More Strange days
And some time make the time to drive out west Into County Clare, along the Flaggy Shore, In September or October, when the wind And the light are working off each other So that the ocean on one side is wild With foam and glitter, and inland among stones The surface of a slate-grey lake … More The Flaggy Shore Beckons
IN WHICH SAOIRSE COMPLETES HER TRIATHLON AT BELVEDERE HOUSE IN MULLINGAR, WE HAVE AN ODD INCIDENT WITH HANDCUFFS, AND WE PUSH THE BOAT OUT ON THE BIKE (IN AN AWFUL MANGLING OF METAPHORS…) Another week closer to the off. Another week’s training. The big news this week was that S did her Triathlon in Belvedere … More I can see your house from here…
IN WHICH THE MIGHTY VIKINGS* FINALLY BOW OUT OF THE EUROS, WE GEAR UP FOR SAOIRSE’S TRIATHLON NEXT WEEK, AND ROUND OFF THINGS WITH A DECENT, IF SOMEWHAT BRUISING SESSION… I have no doubt most Icelandic folk have a pain their holes with the world’s (largely) lazy media descending on their country (if not actually … More Good week, bad week…
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