A park bench in the lovely and picturesque Fitzgerald’s Park, Cork.
Something awful happened. I went away with my family on a great weekend break on Friday and in the rush and stress I forgot to post some photos for the weekend. I’m catching up!
Wouldn’t it be great if posters sang to you? Christy Moore would sang a ballad about Guinness and a surf board while Lovely Girls would scream and shout.
Meanwhile Shayne Ward would sing something or other. Not sure who he is. He won one of those x-factor things didn’t he?
I like my peace and quiet.
Hands up now lads. How many of you have waited around while your significant other picked out makeup or browsed the aisles in a department store?
Yeah, me too.
This young fella was collecting the rubbish from the drawers and in contrast to the immaculately done up girls dressed in black he wore torn jeans and a cheap sweater.
PS. Lunar eclipse in 2 hours time. I think I’ll be asleep!
Behind the bar in Luigi Malone’s Restaurant in Cork are 2 large clock faces. The bar goes around in a U shape and the other face is directly behind this one.
They’re very striking, and the first thing anyone notices when they come in the front door. This is the one facing the dining area. In the dark it practically jumps out at you!
At first glance I thought this was a Honda 50 but closer inspection of the sticker reveals a “70”. There is more text that could be COB but if the Wikipedia page on the bike is right, it was probaby “CD” on it before it was ripped.
Shot on the Grand Parade, right next to the construction work in front of the library!
Apparently there’s a market for pig’s heads. I’ll eat all sorts of meat products, and I’ll eat them with little prompting but a pig’s head?
I shot these two heads in the English Market last weekend. An American couple were looking at me as I shot this and afterwards the girl posed while her boyfriend took a photo. Gruesome!
It’s high tech in the retail industry! No more cheques in Marks & Spencer stores from March 1st! I find it hard to imagine anyone paying for goods by cheque these days.
Business dealings seem to be different though. One of these days we’ll figure out a safe way of handing over our bank details to business partners without getting signed up for a monthly subscription to some charity like a certain Jeremy did a few weeks ago ..
Oh yeah, cheque is a check. I can never get my head around that. “Check” is a verb, not a noun!
Frost covered weeds still manage to grow and thrive in the cold.
I saw this wonderful speckled white plant growing from a ditch yesterday morning and it looked very ominous. When I converted it to black and white I saw myself looking at something abstract, possibly evil, something that could be microscopic or huge.
I wouldn’t hang this photo on a wall, but I love it!
This morning was a frosty one. My breath made clouds in the air and a light breeze carried away the warmth in the shadows.
Thankfully there was a lovely sunrise that more than made up for the cold. Down at the end of our park there’s a small green area, and this is the second year that daffodils have grown there. Luckily the frost didn’t seem to do them any harm.
"Sioc" is the Irish word for frost. I don’t know why but it’s one of my favourite. Maybe it has a lingering connection with cold frosty mornings from my childhood.
“Sioc” is pronounced almost exactly like the English word “shook”.