I sent off the report last night and overslept by an hour this morning. The day was spent cleaning and tidying, with a brief pointless trip to the post office where I couldn’t get the label printer to work and so flounced back. This turned out to be for the best, though, as instead I […]
Still to the grinder
Another day of nothing but work, with intermissions only to do so cleaning/ tidying in the spare room where I’m keeping a couple of visitors from this Saturday. My face eczema is back, possibly because I steamed my sinuses rather too vigorously last night.
Nose to the grinder
I have spent the day working away, and got quite a lot done despite this ugly little cough of mine. At dinnertime, the English Teacher popped in with her two children who put on a show. They are very well behaved so it didn’t last long. There were supposed to be a pair of accountants […]
Long way back
Not much to tell. It was a long day, starting in Skibbereen with a visit to the famine museum, then a bus ride to Cork, then lunch and a trip to the (mediocre) Crawford Art Gallery. Then a bus to the airport, a flight back to London and a long coachride from Stansted. The latter […]
End of Europe
The only thing to do was to flee Skibbereen, so the next morning we took a taxi down to Baltimore (a fishing village whose claim to fame is that a few centuries ago its entire population was abducted by Barbary pirates). There was a ferry coming in as we arrived, so we hopped on it […]
Long road to Skibbereen
There is no easy way from Lough Carrig to Skibbereen, but that was our destination so we stumped up a euros for a long taxi ride, hoping we’d at least get a beautiful drive out of it. Unfortunately the taxi driver didn’t take the short, scenic route and instead went the long and uninteresting way […]
Rhododendron hills
After a very large breakfast we went for a walk around the black lake, passing first through the lakeside mansions (now mostly holiday homes or hotels) and then over a small stone bridge past dairy farms. Then up the side of one of the low hills ringing the lake, where the air was heavy with […]
Misery
My cold was in full swing today, my throat constricted so I could barely swallow, I was unable to eat more than a few bites of anything (all I ate today was a bit of fish from last night’s dinner for breakfast and half a bowl of soup), and felt weak and hot and cold […]
Banking
I am starting a cold, and feeling feeble. I had agreed to meet the Gentleman Friend in Covent Garden, for lunch at the Barbary, which is one of my favourite restaurants, but was unable to eat much. But it was nice to walk through London, and I sloely felt myself feeling glad and at home […]
Soup
Here we are in London, for a day spent unpacking, tidying and chatting with the GF’s mother. The house has seen certain improvement, including a new stove and an upstairs toilet that is not a relic from the fifties with a wooden seat and a chain that, when pulled, would cause the entire house to […]