Old Sneezes

Archive for July, 2007

Meeting Mary Mac

Monday, July 30th, 2007

The new County Council office for Kildare, Áras Cill Dara, opened a couple of years ago. You can see pictures of it here. Hailed as a monument to environmentalism, it has solar roof-panels to heat the water for the kitchen and washrooms. The air conditioning is by means of computer controlled louvres on the widows [...]

Out of action

Saturday, July 28th, 2007

The mast has broken. I am drifting aimlessly. There is no chance of rescue for another week at least. Supplies are running low. I am unable to send up flares. I fear for my life.
So the inevitable happened. The ISP I have been with for nearly 3 years now got into difficulties. I mentioned this [...]

Characters #1

Thursday, July 26th, 2007

Only recently moved into the area he didn’t realise who he was dealing with. With a lopsided grin he remarked on old Bill Drennan’s ample beer gut – If that belly was on a woman you’d think she was pregnant.
It was. And she is.
Of all the characters I’ve known, Bill is the most colourful. Not [...]

The day the Wall came down

Tuesday, July 24th, 2007

It was 1989. The year two walls came down – the big one in Berlin and the small one Pat Gleeson built for his mother. I wasn’t around to see Mrs. Gleeson’s collapse but I was in Germany for the other one. I will never forget that day as long as I live.
On the afternoon [...]

Snippets #8

Sunday, July 22nd, 2007

There are a couple of new blogs on the block which are worth keeping an eye on. MacKozer has set-up a new photoblog to cater for his non-Irish work. Don’t go rushing over there yet though – he needs time to upload stuff. In the meantime, you could have a look at his current photoblog. [...]

Today’s post number three

Friday, July 20th, 2007

It rained today. Nothing new there. This is the 44th consecutive day of Ireland’s monsoon season. It rained heavily as I walked up the street and within seconds the road was flooded. Irish drains weren’t designed for a monsoon. Still nothing new. A white van sped by and soaked me from the waist down. I [...]

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