The Great Barrow Run

We’re about 5k south of Carlow, and there is a diversion off the Barrow Way for essential maintenance. At first, being Irish, you assume the plastic barriers, warning tape and signs couldn’t possibly mean you. But as you begrudgingly leave the towpath that has become something of a lifeline over the previous day, you spy … More The Great Barrow Run

For Matt

This unassuming patch of grass overlooking the Mill Lane, where I grew up, is at the heart of St. Mary’s Park. There are quite a few ‘old school’ housing estates like this around the country, where solidly-built houses surround an open space. If there were plans for these open spaces, it seems that these were … More For Matt

Floral interlude

It’s a tricky thing, Spring. It arrives at varying times according to who you are talking to at the time. Astronomer. Wiccan. Celt. Meteorologist. Farmer. Weather folks tend to go for the 1st March. It’s clean and simple. Astronomers favour the 1st of February. Though some work off the Vernal Equinox, and have a different … More Floral interlude

Business as usual

Well it’s been a funny old week or so. We got Dad home from the hospital on Thursday, which is great news. He’s doing well, and seems to have no lasting effects from the stroke. He’ll have to take it easy, but that’s easier said than done. I’ll have to hide his van keys for … More Business as usual

Epic

IN WHICH THE EPIC SPORTING SUCCESS TOOK PLACE ON THE RUGBY PITCH, WHILST THE FAR MORE MODEST EXPLOITS OF ONE M.A.F.* TOOK A BACK SEAT… After Ireland’s success in the Six Nations (that’s rugby, for those that live under a rock, or certainly, not on this particular rock), there were high hopes for the two … More Epic