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Continue reading →: Santander
This is an amazing city that we have only just started to explore. Our 3-bedroomed apartment has a panoramic view of the bay and the range of mountains over the other side. Our street has travelators, escalators and a funicular cabin that takes passengers on the final 20 metres of…
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Continue reading →: Glorious Twelfth
July 12th is the day when all good protestants in Northern Ireland remember with pride King William’s victory at the battle of the Boyne. Bonfires are lit, parades close off streets and drunken revelry is the norm. It recently got rebranded as ‘Orangefest’ just to confuse citrus loving tourists, but the…
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Continue reading →: James Simmons – Art and Reality
This is one of my favourite poems by James Simmons. The author, David Park, quoted the last line to me at a reading of his book The Poets’ Wives. Shameless name dropping, I know, but I was thrilled to have been able to share the admiration for this poem with another Northern Irish…
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Continue reading →: Garden of lushness
Our youngest has been busy again in the garden. He has built a serpentine path with grass underneath the leafy arch. He also made his own plant feed with nettle juice that stank like seawage, but did the trick – the grass is now thick and verdant. Raised beds, vegetable…
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Continue reading →: Weekend Music: Good Mornin’ America!
Originally posted on Sourcerer: Seems appropriate for a July 4 weekend. Happy Friday!
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Continue reading →: Orange is the new Ginger
Ginger prejudice is offensively wrong. Get a grip if you hold such a prejudice. Red, orange, ginger are exciting colours and those blessed with hair of that hue should be congratulated. Blondes, brunettes and black haired people often go ‘red’ to spice up their appeal, but the genuine article is…
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Continue reading →: Summer Madness
The flaming days of June have given way to the balmy days of July. Belfast is warm and humid and festooned with flags. Our crossroads has a novel addition to the huge Union and Ulster flags; a modest sized royal standard is flying. Usually this would indicate that the monarch is…
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Continue reading →: Black Mountain – Belfast
My scratches weren’t deep, but there was definitely blood on my arms as I fought to escape the clutches of the mountain. Black Mountain is neither black, nor what usually passes for a mountain. At less than two thousand feet, it is still a decent climb, or at least a…
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Continue reading →: I’ve had my three score years
The party’s over, but it’s not yet time to call it a day. Three score is the new two score, and I will be detoxing and going to the gym any day now to rebuff my physique. Do I feel 5 years short of a pensioner? No, because…
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Continue reading →: Hello China
I am delighted to say that my blog has finally reached the People’s Republic of China. Apparently there was a small misunderstanding about my stance on human rights and my opposition to draconian measures. Now that I have the ear of about 1.4 billion people, I will be keen to share…
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