A little cheeky crochet before going out to see some Jubilee celebrations, sightseeing and shopping near the sea!
I haven’t done any alternative granny squares for a long time and it’s very nice to crochet something different after lots of rippling and circles in squares!
I’ve come to a pause with the Rhubarb Ripple at the moment….I’ve run out of plum! I sense another Deramores order is about to happen.
A little indulgence early in the morning in a very comfortable hotel room in Dublin.
Ok, I lie. It was probably 8am or maybe 8:30am but that’s early on hols right?
Meeting an Irish friend in Bewleys, Grafton street for coffee at 12:30 turns into a fantastic mini walking tour of the centre of the city, a mooch around the National Gallery, a very, very late lunch and then a mini pub crawl. Her partner joins us after work at 6pm and happily joins in. Cheers! Lots of drink and a baby guiness (yummm! It’s not what you think. Look it up.) later I go back to the hotel and meet up with a large group of friends for more cheering rounds. Hurrah!
Not mentioning the paracetemol breakfast the following morning.
Now when they taught us the song at school they omitted to mention that sweet Molly Malone was ‘the dish with the fish’ or ‘the tart with the cart.’ By day a respectable fish seller and by night holding another profession altogether. But, as one of the Irish in my hotel said: it was hard enough to have one job, let alone two during those times.
These fantastic signs are everywhere. Protected apparently now. Quite right.
Not entirely sure about the Italian teen who clambered on poor Oscar’s leg to have her photo taken after I took this…
And that’s it for now, I’ll post a few more from Dublin’s fair city soon.