IN WHICH WE DO OUR ‘ONE MAD THING A YEAR’ ALONG THE SLIEVE BLOOM WAY, GET A LITTLE WAYLAID AMONGST THE PINES, AND INVENT A NEW TERM FOR UNPLANNED DETOURS… From a toponymic point of view, Slieve Bloom takes its name from an ancient mythical character called Bladma. As it’s old Irish, the ‘d’ is … More A hike in the hills
I’ve mentioned Gary’s blog before. Everything about it is effortlessly cool. Unlike some bloggers who ramble on ad nauseam (Who? Moi?), this author delivers beautifully crafted, compact pieces of loveliness. There hadn’t been much activity in the last few months, to the point where I was worried we may have been robbed of his elegant … More A tale of two Garys
IN WHICH RUNNING CONTINUES TO BE SPORADIC, WE PAY HOMAGE AT THE FESTIVAL ALTAR OF ALL FESTIVALS; A PLAN BEGINS TO BE, IF NOT HATCHED, AT LEAST INCUBATED, AND WE BID A SAD FAREWELL TO A DEAR FRIEND The weekend before last saw Gary and I saunter around the town. It’s a sort-of circumnavigational loop, … More Simply outstanding in my own field…
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