dublin

Here is dawn over O'Connell Street. It was raining - the rain
didn't let up all weekend - but the wind did eventually die down.
The same wind caused a terrifyingly bumpy landing on Friday
afternoon and then whipped my glasses off my face as I got out
of the 'plane. Had not some sweet young person raced after them
they would be crushed on a runway. Shudder. Blessings on sweet
young person xxxxxxTwo big parties, not enough sleep, and a deal of something called
Tat which is a bit like Blanquette but not as healthy; great weekend!