I'm almost through with the 2nd book "Tis",then on to the last one "Teacher Man". I think I might go through withdrawal when I can't hear Frank speak any longer.
Hmmm...maybe I can just pay you to read books to me. ;)
What exactly is the fascination with croutons? Nasty greasy insipid lumps of old bread floating in a perfectly good soup? I've been known to leave a restaurant if the soup course contains these insipid items.
Some folks here in America think our country is so old. Pish. We're just an egg compared to the rest of the world.
I went to a Frank McCourt book reading/signing at Barnes and Nobel a number of years ago here in New York. He's a great reader. You can't say that for a lot of authors.
1; Leamy's School, Hartstonge street. 2; Memorial to Frank McCourt in grounds oh Leamy's school. 3; Window of a Georgian building in Pery square. 4; Boot-scraper at entrance to a house on Pery square. 5; Detail of railing outside St. Michael's Church, Pery square. 6; Door of St. Michael's Church. 7; Door of a Georgian house, Pery square. 8; Door of City Gallery (Formerly Carnegie Free Library) Pery square. 9; Recently restored water fountain (sans l'eau!) in the People's Park, Pery square.
Well if I'm going to get a phrase stuck in my head, at least it's not one to get me kicked out of a room. :)
The other one McCourt seemed to be fond of was unleashing a string of obscenities, punctuated with, "Pardon the language." As sad as some parts are, I'm laughing a lot. :)
Makes you realise a door is not just something you go through to get somewhere - it has to be a major statement :)
ReplyDeleteIt's a beautiful place and is in stark contrast to where I live out here in the desert
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ReplyDeleteIs this part of my Angela's Ashes tour? :)
I'm almost through with the 2nd book "Tis",then on to the last one "Teacher Man". I think I might go through withdrawal when I can't hear Frank speak any longer.
Hmmm...maybe I can just pay you to read books to me. ;)
What exactly is the fascination with croutons? Nasty greasy insipid lumps of old bread floating in a perfectly good soup? I've been known to leave a restaurant if the soup course contains these insipid items.
ReplyDeleteAnd as for WIND! do not get me started on the smell.
ReplyDeleteSome folks here in America think our country is so old. Pish. We're just an egg compared to the rest of the world.
ReplyDeleteI went to a Frank McCourt book reading/signing at Barnes and Nobel a number of years ago here in New York. He's a great reader. You can't say that for a lot of authors.
Strolling are we the now? Makes a change fae the times you used to stagger wee man.
ReplyDeleteKim; Doors really are a metaphor for life eh? :¬)
ReplyDeleteTempo; I do hope to visit that 'contrast' some day pal! :¬)
hope; I'll see what I can do, though no payment needed. :¬)
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Stella; Drugs, sometimes the only way forward.
ReplyDeleteUB; I'm trying my best to be positive about an ailing city, and a country on the slide. So, all good stuff from now on! :¬)
ReplyDeleteSeamus; Strolling tae, staggering fae! Ye know the score eh? Hearts the day? :(
ReplyDeleteI need to catch up here. Is this an Angela's ashes tour? But it's not raining....
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting mix - and all in good order.
ReplyDeleteA shame Frank didn't last a little longer.
wonderful images, map - i've always loved architectural elements in photography -
ReplyDeleteMacy; The rain in Limerick is a thing of much exaggeration! (Tickets now on sale for next tour!) Enjoy Londinium! :¬)
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Pat; There was a lot of 'bad-mouthing' of Ashes locally when it came out, but I thoroughly enjoyed it. As did millions of others! :¬)
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Gypsywoman; Detail. Sometimes we don't see the door for the structure! :¬)
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Excuse me, Mr. Excellent Tour Guide: are you going to share where/what these images represent or shall I just enjoy them for their visual beauty?
ReplyDeletehope; Just for you, from top to bottom;
ReplyDelete1; Leamy's School, Hartstonge street.
2; Memorial to Frank McCourt in grounds oh Leamy's school.
3; Window of a Georgian building in Pery square.
4; Boot-scraper at entrance to a house on Pery square.
5; Detail of railing outside St. Michael's Church, Pery square.
6; Door of St. Michael's Church.
7; Door of a Georgian house, Pery square.
8; Door of City Gallery (Formerly Carnegie Free Library) Pery square.
9; Recently restored water fountain (sans l'eau!) in the People's Park, Pery square.
Can you see me grinning ear to ear? :)
ReplyDeleteTHANKS! YOU'RE THE BEST!
Now if I can only keep from muttering, "I don't give a fiddler's fart", I should be safe. :)
(With apologies if that's ruder than I think it is).
hope; Rude? Why that's just child's talk here! :¬)
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Well if I'm going to get a phrase stuck in my head, at least it's not one to get me kicked out of a room. :)
ReplyDeleteThe other one McCourt seemed to be fond of was unleashing a string of obscenities, punctuated with, "Pardon the language." As sad as some parts are, I'm laughing a lot. :)