IN WHICH WE PAY A VISIT TO OUR FRIENDLY LOCAL HOSPITAL AND MEET A MAN WHO HAS BROKEN MORE BONES THAN THERE ARE BONES, AND PONDER ON WEIGHTY MATTERS OF PHYSICS… As I walked along the road towards my mate Jim’s house, I could see a decorator scraping flaky paint off the walls of a … More Fitness to practice
I am going to get ahead of the criticism by saying at the outset that I ain’t no corporate shill! But now and again, it’s okay to give in to your baser urges, and occasionally admit when a product or service was absolutely bang on. And as luck would have it, two came along together … More In praise of a pair of shoes…
As I sit here in my little office, relatively insulated from the world’s madness, I actually have a brief moment where I can’t recall if the riots were this week, or last. It’s a measure of how much sheer emotional data has swarmed down the information superhighway. It’s been a deluge. A flood. An overload. … More Dublin, oh Dublin…
IN WHICH WE INVENT A NEW FORM OF TRIATHLON, WITNESS SOME REALLY SERIOUS RUNNERS AT WORK, AND PONDER ON SOME WEIGHTY TOPICS… I may accidentally have stumbled upon the best way to workout. It could indeed be the new triathlon. On Saturday, our local parkrun was celebrating its eighth birthday. Alas, celebrations were a little … More Run, bun, run
The first fire of the season smoulders in the grate. My brother is over for the week, neatly coinciding with our Mum’s birthday, and he and I made short work of the last few logs which needed sawing, splitting and stacking. It’s next year’s firewood (unless we have a horrendously long Winter!), and the best … More Making tracks
So eight years ago, I set up this blog. On this very date. Just had a look at the first post I published, and it’s mercifully short. Indeed, I am sure many of you would prefer if I could embrace that brevity once more. Not going to happen 🙂 The eagle-eyed amongst you might also … More Happy Anniversary to me
“The true meaning of life, Wesley, is to plant trees under whose shade you do not expect to sit.”Nelson Henderson According to the internet – our modern-day oracle – the Henderson family left Ireland during the Great Famine (1845-52). One of the offspring, Wes, wrote a book about his life, and you can find a … More Meetings with remarkable people
The weather continues to taunt and tease. I don’t mind the teasing so much, but the taunting seems unnecessary. May is my favourite month. We gamely soldier on through the Spring, patiently waiting for the rains to cease and the winds to run out of steam. It seems like it will never end. And then, … More Ne’er cast a clout till May is out
They say you miss 100% of the shots you don’t take, which is also true of photographs, it turns out. I snuck in a quick 10k during the week, before work, and as soon as I reached the top of the hill, I could sense some regret about not bringing the phone. It had been … More Schrödinger’s photos
Most of you won’t have heard of IMRA. It stands for the Irish Mountain Running Association. You can find them online here. I joined up recently, and last week, I had my first race, and yesterday was my second. It’s a great organisation. Membership is ten quid a year (yes, ten quid*), and each race … More Welcome to IMRA
