Say hello to Captain Socks / Chairman Miaow. He belongs to my friends Sorcha and Eoghan, and they coudn’t agree on a name so now he has two. Although these days, I think Sorcha’s choice – Captain Socks – has won out. The Captain will come over to you in his own sweet time, th
I’m back from the Irish Blog Awards, and although I didn’t win (the incredibly deserving Red Mum did), I still had an amazing night with fellow blog ladies Michelle, Pamela and Ciara. Congrats to all the winners, especially Donal, the Beaut.ie girls, Nialler9 and the amazing Panti. I wan
A little while ago, my mum gave me the coolest gift. It was folder containing little scraps, snippets and clippings of my life. She’d been collecting them pretty much since I was born. There was a napkin from my christening party. My first passport. Notes from parent-teacher meetings. Letters
William Wordsworth was on to something. There is something undeniably mood-lifting about daffodils. Be it their cheery yellowness, the speed at which they bloom, or how they look so delicate and pretty but are actually quite robust. I am thoroughly enjoying the fling with spring that Dublin has be
My borrowed SLR has returned to its owner, so I was flicking through my archives to try and find a photo that summed up how I feel right now, and these vintage wooden “woot” blocks on my bookcase were the closest I came. See, this blog is one of five finalists in the Best Photoblog [&h
Hola. Hello there poor wee neglected blog. I found it a lot tougher than I thought to maintain a photoblog without my beloved SLR. Combine that with some crummy personal circumstances (which we’re better off not discussing on the interwebs) and you get a mixed start to 2010. However, things ar