Step 1 – get a pencil
Step 2 – tap it on the window
Homegrown 🍅 from the glasshouse.
An elegantly-composed railway viaduct, built to designs prepared by James Otway (1843 – 1906) by Smith Finlaysaon and Company, Glasgow, which forms an imposing landmark in the centre of Kilmacthomas.
The construction in squared rubble limestone attests to high quality stone masonry, and produces an appealing textured visual effect in the landscape.
The viaduct is a reminder of the development of the Great Southern and Western Railway line by the Waterford, Dungarvan, and Lismore Railway Company in the late nineteenth century, which promoted the economy of smaller urban areas, such as Kilmacthomas.
— excerpt from Historical buildings of Ireland
My Dad passed away 1 month ago today, 24th February 2019 at 16:15.
In Ireland for Catholics a “Month’s mind” requiem mass is celebrated, about one month after a person’s death, in memory of the deceased.
I want this post to be my Internet Month’s mind for Dad. He’d have probably thrown his eyes up to heaven if I told him about this. 🙄
The (almost) universal practice is for the family of the deceased and close friends to attend mass and take a meal together on the occasion of the month’s mind
These “minding days” were of great antiquity, and were survivals of the Norse minne, or ceremonial drinking to the dead.
Seeing as I’m not able to be at home and I’m “not much of a good Catholic”, I’ll resurrect the Norse ceremony of minne, and celebrate Dad with a small Jameson.
Danger! Risk of being attacked by pixel 🐍
(Wait ’til the very end…..)
IPSOS-Mori carried out a survey of all Irish people, asking the question “What is you’re reaction to the word “Brexit”?
After analysing the results, they commissioned stop-motion artist, Bernard Tyers to represent the results in a stop-motion short movie.
Here is the result.
Tyers is quoted as saying, “I feel this short represents the awful pain in the face Irish citizens, and actually everybody in the feckin’ world, get when they hear all this Brexit shite.”
Before Christmas, while we were having lunch in a lovely Greek restaurant, my nephews and niece imagined me as a 🦄.
I particularly appreciate the beard and sparkles.
My Dad & I went to visit my Grandparents’ graves before Christmas.
We found this lovely little 🐕 taking care of the graveyard grounds.
Cute hoor, IPA, Irish Pale Ale.