I can see Ciara now Lorraine has gone…

TIGER, tiger, burning bright  In the forests of the night,  What immortal hand or eye  Could frame thy fearful symmetry? William Blake ‘The Tiger’ Another busy week. Three runs (Tuesday, Thursday and today, Saturday,) for about 32k all told. And there should be another 10k tomorrow. With Pilates on Monday, and a gym session on … More I can see Ciara now Lorraine has gone…

T up!

A certain blogger who will remain nameless (hi Jim!) sent these over. They arrived in the post today. Saoirse’s says ‘Namacyclist – the cyclist in me respects the cyclist in you’ and mine says ‘A high end bike won’t fix low-end legs – respect the engine’. Whether by accident or design, I reckon these are … More T up!

Colours!

IN WHICH WE HAVE A TOUGH FEW DAYS AT THE OFFICE, TAKE AN ENFORCED RUNNING HIATUS, AND SURVIVE THE NATIONAL FESTIVAL RELATIVELY UNSCATHED Every two years, fire personnel have to undertake Breathing Apparatus refresher courses. For us, it’s a three day course, and it’s fairly full on. Essentially, if you can’t pass this course, you can’t … More Colours!

Whale-riding in Kildare

Today feels like the first day of Spring this year. At the moment, it’s blue skies and sunshine, and everyone, myself included, is out walking their dog. Along the Black Avenue, the usual suspects are out and about, including the perennial Lesser Celandine, which I suspect many folk dismiss as buttercups. They are of the … More Whale-riding in Kildare