Cork County Hall, as seen from a nearby hill in Sunday’s Well. Argh! I hate coming up with blog post titles.

Just up the hill from the North Harbour on OIlean Chleire off the County Cork coast.

Gangster’s Barbers, somewhere in London. I couldn’t tell you where. Matt was driving.

Wind turbines dot the landscape here and there. Shot in West Cork last year.

A white van rounds the corner at St. Luke’s Church at St Luke’s Cross in Cork. Taken on the photowalk a few weeks back.

One of the many butchers in The English Market. I’ve had brisket a few times, but only ever in the USA. Doesn’t seem to be a popular cut of meat here. Taken on the World Wide Photowalk on July 18th.

Cars parked on South Mall, Cork. The financial district of the city.

A dump of the b/w images I shot in Cobh over the weekend. It was a strictly “stroll around and do nothing” day (so sorry Conor for not calling in!) as Adam was being minded by my sister. As I said a few days ago, I shot everything in black and white and I’m pleased…

The view from a friend’s new bungalow near Kinsale in County Cork.

–noun an evening party or social gathering, esp. one held for a particular purpose: a musical soiree. (source) The first time I heard anyone use the word “soiree” was when my wife’s friend spoke about organising a party at her home. My wife uses it too. Must be posh, I married well! Today I decided…

Phew! What a day! Today we had a great photowalk in Cork. I hesitate to say this, but I think it was probably the most enjoyable photowalk I’ve ever been on. We started out in the Montenotte Hotel, with tea and scones and a chat. After refreshments we headed up on the roof for a…

So, today is Arthur’s Day, a celebration of 250 years of Guinness. Well, sorry, but I don’t like Guinness and this is obviously a cheap marketing ploy by a large multi-national to drive sales of a declining beverage. Seems to have worked. Me? I may just open that bottle of Leffe. Yum.