Dublin is an old city, with old paths and old ways. There’s no grid and lots of one-way streets — leave the car and just wander. Or Hailo if you’re in a hurry. In the rain modern repairs of 18th Century paving lays wait, broken and ready to jet dirty water up the trouser-leg of the unaware. In the rain a cheap umbrella is €6 from your nearer Spar, and will last till you have to cross a street. Better to just wait it out in an “old man’s bar” — Mulligans, Bowes, Kehoes, The Long Hall, Grogans. If you’ve no time to visit one of these, take a longer holiday.
Thorn must have being here. Probably, an irate motorist who use a sledge hammer to dislodge the wheel clamp. The cost of unclamp in Dublin is EUR 120.
In Dublin today. We are putting together a social media policy for organisations that work with young people.
I love how it gets dark early in the Winter.
A plastic viking helmet, an empty water bottle, my tattered blue diary and a silvercrest transistor radio dominate my desk.
Spiderman spotted in Dublin's Cook Street
The Old Library, Trinity College, Dublin.There is something beautiful about an old library like this.(My first sketch!)
Cycling an oil painting home from An Post.
The drought has ended.
Jesus lives in a patinated gazebo at the intersection of Grey & Reginald streets.