A wall in Killarney, Co. Kerry in February this year. I love the red brick and the assortment of colours – blue, red, gold, black and the creeping green at the end of the wall.
Ah graffiti! That most visible of teenage expression on our streets and walls.
Anyway, I can’t remember where I took this. It could be one of the side streets off St. Patrick’s Street, but that’s about as vague as “somewhere in Cork” to be honest.
Typical Heineken banner flying in the background so there’s a pub around there.
Crossing the street on St. Patrick’s Quay, Cork.
Guinness, world famous stout brewed in Dublin, Ireland. It’s also the tipple every tourist to the country samples but I prefer beer myself!
This is a sign on a pub on Bridge Street. It’s the one on the corner near Vibes and Scribes. What’s it called?
I jumped at the chance to make this photo when I saw the colour of the Heatons bag and the Super Valu advert on the bus shelter. Only later did I notice just how well the red or wine colours match!
Is there a subtle marketing ploy at play here?
At the end of August last year these signs popped up around Cork City urging people to attend meetings against embryo research. In one fell swoop they reduced a very complex issue to the simple image of a smiling baby. The poster itself does have impact however.
They needn’t worry too much in Ireland. During our tour of Cork University Maternity Hospital someone asked about freezing stem cells. If the cells could be collected and stored properly then who knows? In 50 years time when a baby born today needs a heart transplant, could a new heart be grown from their own stem cells?
It doesn’t matter, under current EU law, a hospital must reach a certain standard to be legally allowed collect the cells and store them. Unfortunately the CUMH isn’t up to that standard, and this is a brand new 75m Euro facility.
If you walk past this area now, the Amacas Restaurant is in this building on Paul Street, Cork. At the time the building was empty, having been vacated by the Gingerbread House a few weeks previously.
This sign is now gone too, but Collins Bookshop on Carey’s Lane is still there, I think. There’s a fancy glass partition in front of the building now where smokers can sup their coffee and eat their food. A far cry from the previous occupant’s dining arrangements.
I’m a sucker for old and weather beaten signs, street furniture and general rusted implements so I had to get a shot of this while walking past.