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I have to say it’s been a lovely week, albeit quite tiring and I’m finding it very difficult to comprehend the fact that it’s already Thursday.
Last Saturday I went geocaching with Siobhan. We decided to do some of the easy caches along the DART line and headed for Kiliney, south of Dublin. We then walked to Dalkey taking in coastline and train tracks and Bono’s house and many other fabulously wealthy houses along the way. In all we found 7 caches on our travels. One of the caches we tried was an Earth cache – these are designed to teach you something about the physical earth and this particular one wanted us to find a certain type of rock on a bit of beach. A few guys were hanging around the beach, at first we figured surfers but then as we were examining a rock face one of them ran past completely starkers, with willies and all! Yes, we’d stumbled across a boy’s nude beach – completely not what we had expected to see on a cold and blustery Saturday afternoon! Did we find what we were looking for?
Sunday night Steve, Siobhan and Kate came over for a night of tacos and Settlers of Catan. We were all going easy on Siobhan as it was her first game, but then she went and won it – hmmm…. not so sure about that now! Cheeky!
And then Monday, Chris and Marisa arrived from Germany, they spent a few days in Dublin, see what sounds like some awesome sights (and some I must add to me to do list) and we’d meet up for a drink and dinner in the evening. Today they’ve grabbed a car and are headed to Glendalough and then are making their way to Tipperary. It’s been great to see them both, a bit of home. Although really, it just makes me homesick which isn’t so good – argh! Why does Australia have to be so far away? Not fair!
Tonight I’ll go to a yarn tasting, not really sure how that’ll go but it sounds like fun – will report in tomorrow.
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Tags: Australia, ireland, knitting, knitting loom, knitting nancy, my fair lady, rex harrison, sick, Tatting
As the wonderful Rex Harrison said (not sang) in My Fair Lady, “I knew that she would do it, and indeed she did!”
Yes, as you can see from t
he pic here my Innocent Knitting Nancy has proved successful and I now have two little smoothie hats to show for it. Truth be told I am rather chuffed with myself. This is also the first things I’ve knitted since I was a child and definitely the first projects I’ve ever finished in knitting – yay me!
In other news, Siobhan came over to keep me company this afternoon which was lovely. I’m about 50% through the bracelet I’m making Mum for her birthday (yes I know, late) and I feel as sick as a dog. Even opted out of knitting meet up tonight, am going to go to bed – soon, I promise. Ireland doesn’t have the range of cold and flue medications that you can get over the counter in Australia, so my standard approach is to take an antihistamine, nurofen plus and drink copious amounts of water. Even so, I expect to be out of action tomorrow too – my face feels numb, my shoulders and back are aching and my nose is running like a tap. I’ve been hit quite hard!
I hope that I’m the only one and that you’re all feeling well – good night!
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On our way to lunch today we spotted an accident at a busy intersection. The drivers of both cars looked quite dazed – it was a tail-ender where one car had stopped and the one behind had not. Both cars were extensively damaged so it must have been a hard knock. The police were there and both (male) drivers were walking around so we went on to get our sandwiches.
On the way back, there were two fire engines and an ambulance – turns out there was a person in the passenger seat of the second car and she was badly hurt. They were using the jaws of life to cut in through the back of the hatch to reach her, legs must have been crushed.
Why am I telling you this? As we were passing the scene a “man” (I use that term loosley) walked past, looked at the scene and said to his female companions “obviously a woman driver!”. I was dumb-struck, then I was filled with rage – how dare this stupid wanker make that assumption; on what grounds could he have possibly have determined this? I wanted to chase him down and give him a piece of my mind but my companions advised against. The cheek! Aside from the hideous injustice of this sexist assumption, it was just plain wrong!
So what would you have done? Would you have chased him down or shut up as I ultimately did?
