We went out on the town on Culture Night a couple of weeks ago. The overwhelming disaster of the evening was that the sweet shop in Temple Bar was closed when we got there. The children were very mournful. On the plus side, we all quite enjoyed our trip to Dunsink Observatory where we got to look at the old observatory with the moving roof. The grandmother of the man giving us the tour had worked in the factory that built the telescope which was rather nice. We all got to see the moon though from a small modern telescope rather than the impressive old one but still, the moon, quite big when you see it close up, isn’t it?
West and East from Frank Sherwin Bridge
West from Mellows Bridge
East from O’Connell Street Bridge
Riverrun
I saw this talk about the Liffey on youtube and I thought that it was fantastic. If you live in Dublin, you should watch it too.
I love rivers in cities. In Brussels, they covered up the river in the 19th century. I really missed living in a city with a river. My husband always says that Dublin turns its back on the river and he’s right. I cross over the Liffey most days and I almost always pause to look up and down the river. And now I’m going to take a photograph every time.
Sharper than a Serpent’s Tooth
Her (cannoning in to me on the stairs): Ow, I’ve been stopped by a wall of flesh.
Me: Is this how you refer to your mother?
Her: Yes.
It is early in the morning, Michael is woken for school by his father. He looks at his parent blearily and says, “You are amazingly annoying in the morning.”