Movie Fan!!

Waaarrrrrggggghhhhhh (picture Homer thinking of a doughnut)

300 rocks your socks off and more.

Review on the www.fionasreviews.blogspot.com if you're interested.

I loved this movie....

Sports Fan!

I guess that if you read this blog at all regularly or know me at all you'll know that I have a healthy interest in all things sporty. And I mean all sports! At the moment we are awaiting the commencement of another historic game in Croke Park. This time it's soccer and it's Ireland v Wales and if we don't win... well I think it's safe to say we'll be looking for a new manager, and if not he'll be villified and his character will be besmirched and condemned from all quarters. After all it's important stuff right?

Last weekend we watched as Ireland were robbed of the six nations championship in the Rugby. IF the TV ref hadn't been Irish do you think the French try would have been allowed? WHY was he Irish anyway? Surely in such an important game the least that could have been assured to one and all that the referees were neutral in all games. An Ozzie or Kiwi ref making that same decision would have made more sense, surely? As a result the man was stuck between a rock and a hard place and I think he made a political decision. But it's not the end of the world cause the world cup is coming up and we can do well there cause that's important stuff right?

And so we come to Ireand in the Cricket World cup. Personally I didn't even realise we were going to be playing in it until we started winning. Because I'm a sports fan I know how cricket works and it's been thrilling watching our amateurs do so well. However beating Pakistan was a double edged sword. Winning in cricket would appear to be more important than anything else in Pakistan, even human life. Whatever happened to Bob Woolmer, the fact that he died is horribly tragic. If he died because of Pakistans defeat by Ireland now that truly is wrong. So what's more important in the long run? It's not a question we should have to pose is it? It's only sport after all...

Let's see how Steve Staunton and the lads fair today. They could do with a win. The country could do with seeing them play with conviction. And it might even calm Roy Keane down! (He makes me laugh and cheer and throw things at the telly all at the same time!)

Da Cats

Sally the cat has been keeping me warm all day.



Sally is our last remaining kitten from the litter that Bosco delivered last summer. Her brother Jack was recently killed in a cat versus car incident. Sally misses him.

Sally also likes to blog.



I have great hopes that some day she will reach her goal of actually publishing something.

Because I am in cat humour here too is a picture of a portrait of our dear departed Paddy. I don't have a digital photo of him unfortunately. Paddy went on a journey to find his lost tail about a year ago. We hope he's found it.



Picture quality is crap sorry!

Planes, trains and flu like bugs

Grandad Joe was the first to fall foul of the "flu". And it's a bad dose. The poor man was very very ill for a fortnight, delirious, unable to eat or drink, aches, pains, you know the 'flu in all it's glory.

Mother dearest was the next to fall victim. She also graduated to full on chest infection status and denial! Poor mother she's not a good patient!

Now I have something. Not quite the same as Grandad and Mother but yucky all the same. Had the shakes the aches and joint pains on Saturday, followed by the nausea and the stomach aches, and now just have the stomach thing. It's horrible. I feel sorry for myself...

But at least I waited to get ill until after London! It could be worse.

The trip was fantastic. The Lovely Boy got to read what he needed to read, the sun shone and it felt like early summer. I met up with some college friends which is something I should have done a long time ago. We ate well, discussed important issues (ranging from the pressing issue of whether Jade Goody is a bad person or just terminally stupid and carbon footpirnts. We're an eclectic bunch!) It was fun.

Photos are on Flickr (see link) if you like to see what I saw. Here's a sample...


Egyptian archaeology in the British Museum.


Some classical busking in Camden Market


I was amazed at how close people were getting to the swans in Hyde Park. I was under the impression that swans are pretty to look at but vicious when approached. I kept my distance anyway 'cause I'm a coward! But the kid in the red hat was loving it!

Buzzing around like a....

blue arsed fly.

That's a favourite phrase of mine! Poetic isn't it????

But if you ever take the time to observe a blue bottle and then think about what you've been up to you might see where I'm coming from! Hopping from one thing to the next without settling at anything, you get the drift.

Today I was in Galway visiting my brother. I got krishna-ed for the first time in many years. They are lovely people as a general rule and I think I confused him a little bit by not needing to be saved, not having a crummy job and already being a fan of yoga and seeing the world in different ways! It amused me mightily!

I also changed my image a little. My hair has been shortened (by about 4 inches) it was far too long, and darkened. I now remind myself of how I looked about 10 years ago, which is weird....

I'm off to London on Monday for a few days. I hope to get some photos of somewhere different while there, but won't be blogging til maybe next weekend.

I have to get a Mongolian visa while there, which should be interesting, or not, I'll have to wait and see.

The Lovely Boy has research to do so I'll be mooching around on my own during the day. I'm looking forward to it. I like exploring new cities and having adventures!

The bog walk

I walked for hours this morning in the spring sunshine. The air was fresh and clean and brisk. The sky was clear, the sun shone and the bog beckoned me onwards.

I brought my camera with me and took photos along the way to record the moment.


In case you've ever wondered, this is what happens when you sing some Johnny Cash at a bunch of cows...


This is a blackthorn tree. But be careful there might be fairies around so don't go too close!


Some neglected and lonely footed turf.


The recent high winds have felled many trees in the area this one had a bough broken. It's lying at the feet of the tree it fell from.


This daffodil was the only splash of colour along my path.


The goat in the manger!

P.S. see link for the full set.

Spring has sprung

Seeing as it is the first day of Spring here are some hastily taken photos of real honest to goodness wild daffodils!

I'll bring my proper camera tomorrow and take some better ones.









Don't they just lift the soul?