White O'Morn Cottage

Lakeside Break...Gone Fishin'

We finally got to spend some time up at the cottage last weekend. The weather was glorious which is unusual so we brought Mam with us to give her a little break away from the city. Here she is relaxing by Garadice lake, it was so peaceful. We will bring our fishing gear next time.

More lake pics

 

 I got a present of some money and spent it all on craft books. I will have to live to be one hundred to make all the lovely things in them. Below is a "Green" one with some great ideas for recycling stuff.

Below is the satin flower I made from the lining of a gift box. A Before & After picture of it.
before.......and after

And a long dress for me made from a duvet cover!

close up of the yoyos, I used old buttons and a broken necklace to decorate them

And I made one for a baby too.

and another one

 

Next one was taken in Carrick-on-Shannon. It shows Angie in front of the smallest church in Ireland. Angie is saying "Do I look big in front of this?"

and here she is attempting a breaking and entering of an old abandoned schoolhouse near Ballinamore
Angie found these fabulous 30's or forties knitting patterns for me in her MIL's house. I love the hairstyles....

...and look at these male models. Both are SMOKING! Would not happen today.

Angie and Ed threw a barbie on the deck of the Old Schoolhouse and we ate ourselves silly. Look at all that food!

It must have smelled really good as we heard a loud rustling noise and a horse and two donkeys invaded the garden. They just burst through the hedge in the background of the picture.
 

 

  

The cottage garden was very overgrown and neglected so I am putting up this old pic of it to remind me what it will be like when I put a few hours of elbow grease into it.

This is one side of it today mid way through my tidy up. Oh how I love to potter in the garden on a sunny day!

I never tire of looking at and taking pictures of the view from the cottage. It looks so wonderful with the gorse in full bloom.....

With that I'll say goodbye for now. Have a lovely weekend! Pam

 

Kimme's A Comin'!!!!! = Fun, Shopping, Giggles Galore

Mega excitement here in White O'Morn Cottage. I have just heard that my bestest blog friend, Kimme, of Irish Cottage Dreams is coming to visit!

Kimme and I have never met but are firm friends since meeting on the blogs two whole years ago! We have never actually met even though she has stayed in my cottage twice and we send pressies  back and forth. I feel like I've known her for years.

Not only that but we will be meeting up with two more Irish based bloggers and having a HOOLEY in Ballinamore, Co. Leitrim! (Party capital of

Ireland ;-)

This blog party will be.... Meself (White O'Morn Cottage) Lizbiz (Lizbiz Blog) Kimme (Irish Cottage Dreams) and Angie (The Old Schoolhouse) ..Angie doubles as my sis -bless 'er.

The craic will be ninety. We will be joined by Zinda (lives in Dublin, but has a house in Leitrim) and Katy (from England, lives in Leitrim but has a house in France she get's around that one)

OOOhhh, maybe we should have a Red Hatter themed night? Yes, red hats and purple clothes. Get organised girls.

Angie and I live in Dublin, Kimme is American but lives in Germany and Liz is Australian but lives in Leitrim. It'll be like the United Nations!

If we get the chance we will do a thrifting trawl in Dublin before departing for the idyllic countryside of county Leitrim. Thrift shopping with them? That should be good (four red hatted bargain hunters in the same charity shop?) Ah sufferin' heart....Skin and hair will be flyin'!

 

Above: left to right: Kimme, Pam, Angie and Liz.

Now - Kimme, be warned...look below to see what can happen to visitors (foreigners) who dare to come visit (invade) us. ...You have been warned.

 

Line Dancing Fun in Carlow

Below is a photo of my German friend, Angelika. She is a fellow linedancer who travels to other countries for a good night's dancing. She is known to travel from her home in Hamburg to Sweden and drive home again same night! She went to Amsterdam for a line dance Christmas party and drove back again...and she came to Carlow, Ireland a couple of weeks ago for The Memphis Swingers megaweekend...our club's bi-annual weekend away.

Photo shows our teacher, Joan O'Gorman as she ceremoniously stripped Angelika of her German citizenship and adopted her as one of our own...her new name is ....Molly Eileen O'Fishcher. That'll teach her!  Kimme, you will have to get an Irish name too. I'll work on it.

See those tricolour boxers? Well on the back they have a large pair of buttocks inscribed with the immortal words "Póg mo hón" (Irish for Kiss my arse) and in her right hand she is holding a small frying pan that cooks your fried eggs in the shape of a shamrock while in her left is a huge inflatable hammer. Cool.

She is making a speech in Gaelic that I wrote and coached her on and that's me, close by, to prompt her if she goes wrong (she didn't) Cailín maith, Molly! Is tusa go híonntach (Good girl, Molly! You are terrific) See? I'm bi-lingual, just one of my many talents :-)

 

Pompom Magic from The Stitch End

 I just have to share with you my latest fab find. It is an easy pompom maker and it really is....It makes 'em nice and round and fluffy too and can do them in four sizes. I bought this on Etsy.com from The Stitch End and she does gorgeous ribbon too and is very friendly. I can't remember what the price was but it was very little and well worth it. Here is a pic of it.  Treat yourself to one of these...tell her Pam sent you. 

http://www.etsy.com/shop/TheStitchEnd

Spring Dreams

Above is a great new site where you can browse online shops in virtual streets. I just LOVE it. Check it out..

http://www.theonlineshoppingtown.co.uk/user/home

Oh how I long to get down to the cottage for a break. As you may know we had a burst pipe that did a lot of damage and so we have not been able to visit until it is all sorted. I have made some new cushions for the new sofa bed we bought for the living room. We only have one bedroom there so it is handy to have a pull out bed for visitors. (above pic was taken last summer)

Below pic shows Pants, the cat snuggling up on the new sofa to get near the open fire. Also shown is my messy crafting storage area. (Note to self...SELF..tidy up) Oh, and do you see the round rose tin? Well, I found that on Etsy and it is from the thirties. Love it...I don't know what I will store in it yet but I'll find something.

I have been trying to get a good photo of Pants but she is all black and....well she has the strangest eyes.....LOL! She moved just as I was taking a photo in low light.

 
 
 

I made the cushions from a chenille bedspread and a flannelette cot sheet. I think these are my favourite colours at the moment.

and here is the before photo of them. Yeah, After first and then Before!

I had lots left so I made a few to sell and give as presents.

This is how the living room window looked before the deluge and will do again.

And this little fairy will be joining the rest of them soon..

I am very busy in work at the moment as it is coming up to submission of portfolios deadline (no exams in our centre, we do applied certs with p/folios built up over the year)

However, I still find time to craft and have so enjoyed making these baby garlands and hats.

And more cute shamrock shoes.

Speaking of beautiful green things here is a sweet little doily I will be using for St Patrick's Day decor. Unusual colour for a doily and that makes it special to me.

Can't get enough of beautiful linens so here is another favourite of mine. It is a linen bread/roll basket.

 

Anyway, I'm hoping to get down to the cottage this coming weekend and put it to rights. I'll leave you with one of my favourite photos taken there. It is of the smaller window in the living room.

I love these deep windows as they are great to display fav items. The little jug on legs was my grandmothers and the wooden sign was given to me by my sis. Teeda, years before when I was only dreaming of having a pretty little cottage one day. It says "Welcome to the Cottage"

Have a lovely weekend.



 

 

Fabric Repurposing Project = Shopping Tote!

I love t0 repurpose things, such fun to make something from something else and give it a new lease of life.

To that end here is my latest repurposed craft item.

I had some books of large fabric samples from a furnishing shop. Very heavy good quality fabric. I decided to make some unique shopping totes that would be eco-friendly, hard wearing, washable and look good too.

Before: the fabrics:

...and after: The first of my new shopping totes.

 

I made five of them and put them up for grabs on our freecycle site www.jumbletown.ieand within two hours they were gone! So I did my bit for the planet. One fabric bag can replace many thousands of plastic shopping bags in its lifetime.

What else have I made in these last few weeks?

Well I covered another box with the blue CK fabric in my stash. I think it goes really well with the vintage wallpaper covered ones and all of them trimmed with Kimme's vintage lace.

Below: This is where I store my crafting supplies. I wish I had a whole room to myself...ah, someday. For now I have a bookshelf.

Also here you can see my black flocked display hand that doubles up  for holding my collection of embroidery hoops.

Collection?

Two?

That's not a collection....Ebay here I come!

 

What else have I made that I have not shown you yet....oh, yeah, this lavendar heart sachet made from some Crimpelene fabric. Do you remember Crimpelene? Everything was made from it for a while.

 

And I have finished my blue scarf. I LOVE how it turned out and wear it a lot. I added a broken vintage beaded ring in the centre to finish it off. My mam saw it and wanted one so I started one for her using Aran pure Irish wool, for her birthdaynext weekend. Pattern for this is available on Berreco website and is called Rose and is VERY easy to knit.

 

And a simple cushion also from CK fabric.

What are these pretty things?

 

 

They are two small jars I use to store some old buttons. Doilies make pretty lid covers for an ordinary jar.

Still on the subject of repurposing....I can't throw out a pretty box. I have a bit of a box obsession. But how could you throw out this beauty?

 

What came in a box like this?

Well - these did....they are lovely too ...and a nice usable box as a bonus!

 

 

Now here is a tin box I found in a charity shop recently. It is not vintage or even attractive but because "Crawford" was my maiden name I was drawn to this large biscuit tin.

I lifted it up and it was heavy...with rattling thingies inside. I dared not hope so I asked "Does this contain buttons by any chance?"

"Yes" she said

"Four euro for the lot - I just want to shift it - no one sews on buttons anymore" 

 I bought it there and then without even looking. When I got it home I was delighted to find.... it was bursting with oodles of vintage buttons all sorted into colours. Button motherlode! I need never buy another vintage button again...but do you think that will stop me? Naw. Noh ar all!

 

Here they are in their jars...actually I ran out of jars and had to use some glasses. They look so pretty lined up there on top of my bookshelf/craft area.

 

 

Have you got a box obsession? A button obsession? I don't believe I am alone in this.

Five Surprising Things you did not know About Me! SHOCK HORROR!

I have NOT been tagged to tell five things you did not know about me. But who can wait to be tagged? Not lil' ol' me for sure. So - here are five little known facts 'bout this ol' rock chick that you would not have guessed in a million years!

1.    I have a 22" waist. ......

yes, I AM SO skinny..,.....Yes, (deep inside this 32" waist resides a  22" waist) It has not seen the light of day since 1973 but hey!  10 inches ...that's only 5 inches each side. Not far from daylight right?

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2 . I was ARRESTED on the CHAMPS ELYSEÉ, PARIS in 1972 for.......Busking!

Yes, that Champs Elysee in that Paris.

 I enjoyed evey minute of it. Yes, it was my finest hour. I can't even sing or play an instrument but Paul can and was and I was guilty of collecting the spondoolicks in the hat! WHEEEE! We both got arrested along with a man walkin' his dog without a lead and brought to the police station for an hour. Then we were released and told to get out of town.! Wheeeee! I'm a criminal! I Love this story and have been dining out on it for years!

I'd love to do this again before I die. One or both I don't mind. I am going to Amsterdam soon and might chance it there. Sure if we don't get arrested we might make a few bob right? Watch this space. Interpol take note!

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3. I can't drive. Well, I CAN drive but don't as I developed a phobia re driving over the years and bought a bike instead. That's a bit boring right? Well this is not....Some drivers often come VERY close to me when I am cycling to work. It makes me nervous and I tend to wobble as they pass and would have been killed sooner or later but I came up with the perfect solution...

 

No not this lovely bike...read on

It goes like this..........When I hear a car coming up behind me I deliberately WOBBLE dangerously all over the place. This has the effect of frightening the bejeepers out of the driver upcoming and they give me a wide berth. Clever or wha? Survival of the wittiest!

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4. I am a teacher  - but I left school at age 14  ....and I did so without a qualification of any kind or even a backward glance. I hated every minute I spent in school and now I'm the feckin' teacher! Ah, sufferin' heart!

 I still don't have a qualification (not even the Juinior Cert (done at age 15 here)  No, I just have 12 years of experience in actually DOING IT (Adult Ed, is the back door to becoming a teacher)  At work I have the opportunity and  the funding to do a degree in teaching but hey! I am too busy working and living to do it so I duck and dive and just keep on teaching!

 I am da teacha'! Whoooo! (under the radar - don't tell the Dept. of Ed - anyway I have a criminal record in France so probably don't qualify on any level)

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5 I am an All Ireland Dancing Champion.

I have a medal for LINE Dancing. I won it in 19-hundred and splash!

Yes, I can and do throw a few shapes on the dance floor.

 (I was six before I found out I was NOT a ballet dancer.) No one told me otherwise before that - and therefore I truly believed I was. I did not know that one had to learn. Really. I actually believed I could just do it and did it or thought I was doing it. I was born to dance and so I did dance until someone "enlightened" me and then I lost the ability to be a dancer for years- a bit sad really)

 

But talent WILL out I did come to learn to dance and eventually won a national medal for it as part of my club group of line dancers, The Memphis Swingers,  a few years ago. (I can STILL ballet dance - don't care what anyone says...and Riverdance and Flamenco dance , Morris dance etc whooo!)

I am da' dancah!

So do you want to divulge 5 little known facts about you? Consider yourself tagged so!

For Better or For Worse ...The Better Days and the Worst Days

This is not all a cheerful happy post so if you can't deal with it leave now.... if you can, or are so nosy you can't resist..... scroll down

 

 

Hi, glad you came down this far....are you  ready to join me in a good ol' snivel? Yes?

Scroll on down so.

No? then you had better not.

Still scrolling?


You've been warned!

.....scroll on down so.

 

 

This is a photo of my mam and dad on their wedding day taken in No. 72 Glentow Rd, Whitehall, Dublin 1952. (Her family home) 

I have just noticed that they have willow patten crockery on their table! I have it in my cottage. Gotta love willow pattern. I do -  and always have.

Anyway, this shows them on their wedding day in 1952, the photo shows that they had a wedding breakfast of  ..and I know ,'cos I asked her, sausages,black pudding and rashers and sliced bread. You can see them right in front of them as they are cutting the cake.

I love this photo. Here is a close up of their hands as they cut the cake and started on the journey that is  marriage.

 

the photo above is the "For Better" and the photo below is  "...or for worse"

Only scroll down if you can deal with it.

 

 

Here is a photo taken the day my lovely Da died.

 23rd Dec. 2008.

Yes, last Christmas.

So reminiscent of the photo above....

 

this photo was displayed on his coffin at his funeral the day after Christmas.

In Feb. of this year, while I was still grieving for me Da, my husband, and rock, was diagnosed with cancer of the thyroid.

He has just come through the treatment for his cancer. We are still a bit raw and reeling from it. His prognosis is good and we are so happy with that.

Here is a photo taken of us on our wedding day in 1979 in Raheny Church, Dublin. This is our "For Better" photo.

 

scroll down only if you can handle our "for worse" photo.....

 

 

 
 

 

 

Yes, I put it way down so you had to want to see it. 

Bear in mind he is over all of this and has a really good prognosis....

Scroll down if you want to share our  

".....for worse ......in sickness and in health"

Sure you want to see this?

Scroll down so.

 

Taken after the second of his three operations,

But it all has a happy ending, at least for us...'cos here we are on the day he was released from hospital.

No need for scrolling as this is a nice happy photo. 

 

'Nuff said.
 
 

 

I love the sound of SZZZZZZZZZZnoring.

Am I the only person in this world who LIKES the sound of snoring?

I am a chronic sufferer of insomnia. Wish I COULD snore a lot more.

The rest of my family sleep soundly and prove it by SNORING  loudly.

The hubby does it,

 ....the sons do it.

..... (they are SO  going to kill me for taking these pics but will have to actually READ my blog to find out Ha!)

 Even the shaggin' dogs do it!

 (The cat purrs...= feline version of snoring. Leave it to cats to be awkward)

But I love it all.

Yep,

I love it. The sound of snoring. I love it.

My darling husband snores in my ear.

AHHH, how jealous I am. His head hits the pillow ....like a finger hits a light switch, ...and off he goes (bad cess to 'im).....off to the Land of Nod.

I love the sound of him snoring away happily until.....he stops!...yeah, he stops both snoring and/or breathing! He has episodes of sleep apnea....

Wha's that? I hear you say...

Well, it is when people temporarily suspend snoring  and/or breathing for AGES  ....and give free heart attacks to the insomniacs in the bed beside them!

Then - just as you are about to give them the KISS of LIFE they take in a Big One and settle down again.

Is it any wonder I can't sleep?

Brings to mind the song: "Every breath you take - every move you make"...etc.

But I can sit downstairs wiith a cup of hot milk listening to them all snoring away in harmony and think to myself..."They are all home safe...at peace....sleeping like babies...All's well in my world"

On Your High Nelly! Rust is a colour...right?

I got a new bike. It is called a High Nelly. Here it is...it is rust coloured. Nice isn't it?

I also got a matching gents version for Paul. His is blue with fetching rust details. Green with envy ye' all are because of our blue/rust coloured bikes.

 

They are original 1940's//50's ones known here as High Nellys. Stored for decades in someones shed in County Kildare. I wanted them to do a project for the cottage garden and one for Angie's and Catherine's gardens.  I have another one stashed up in Leitrim. This is how I see them turning out. Will keep you posted as to progress. What colours do you think? I can get any colour to spray paint them. Just can't make up my mind.

 

 

Winning Pearls

My sister, Teeda in Canada sent me photos of these divine pieces of jewellery she made for a competition. Aren't they super? Her hand crafted jewellery is amazing. See her blog on my sidebar Beadiva

The one below is called Ripples

 

...and this one is called Pearl on a Wire. I really hope they win. They are beautiful. Gotta love pearls girls!

Shaggy Shadow Dog Story

Look who moved in next door. A puppy pomeranian. She is adorable but at only three months old she is has been traumatised and is terrified of people. She was bought by a family whose 2 year old child was very rough with her. It lasted for a few weeks and my neighbour offered to take her to save her. She trembles and runs from people. 

I hope she finds she can trust people and I did my bit for the cause by giving her lots of cuddles. She seemed to like it but then went back to being so afraid. Poor little thing. She does not have a name yet.  I think she should be called Shadow but my neighbour says that as the westie is called Fred then this one has to be called.....wait for it....GINGER! Fabulous.

 

My neighbour had just got a westie pup a few weeks ago and this little thing totally shadows his every move. It is so cute to see - it seems as if they move as one but it is so sad too.  I'm sure she was taken too early from her mother and is looking for a substitute.

This is Freddie the westie she follows everywhere.

When I had her in and put her on the floor she tried to shadow my dogs, each one in turn. They were not impressed and ran upstairs where she could not follow and then she tried to shadow the cat. Ah, so sad. I'll keep you updated on her progress.

You might have noticed I put a blonde rinse in my hair. Not permanent one though. It will wash out with next shampoo. It is taking so long to grow out my grey I got fedup looking at half grey and half blonde. Neither here not there. Also, it has surprised me to see (and you can see it here) that some of my roots are growing out dark! I can't win can I?

Thanks so much to Josie of Skysillysite who gave me this fab award.

 

I have been trying to get it into my sidebar. Any Typepadders out there who know how to add this?

I get to pass it on to five blogs so here goes:

The Balancing Kiwi

The Old Schoolhouse

Irish Cottage Dreams

AngelMc

Margie Loves Wool

No special rules, just enjoy.

 

 

Recessionista/Fashionista! That's Me.

I am on a spending diet/budget (self imposed - I am not allowed buy any clothes this month) (everything else is fair game)

But....Tesco's - bless 'em gave me a little help (every little helps!) as they were almost giving away clothes yesterday. Two lovely plain sweaters for only £10.....10 FOR TWO? YEAH.

How could I resist? Could you? Would you? No, of course not.

I gave them a unique look by pinning on the gorgeous hand crafted pin that Twiggy made for me

.... and then I knit a huge Peony flower for the other one.

Pic shows me trying to look not guilty at breaking my own rules. It is a look that says " No - really, there I was - minding my own business in Tesco's when this vicious blue jumper mugged me, jumped over my head and refused to leave"

 

I made it using a pattern from that great book "A Hundred Flowers to Knit and Crochet"  I have seen this book on a lot of your blogs. I must say I love it and this is the second flower I have made from it.

 

Who would have thought such fun and fashion could be had for a few euro...and guilt free too as they don't even count as breaking my diet/budget!

I know that is real womens' logic but hey...I am that woman!

 

 

Look what the stork dropped in.....in 1977

I was clearing ou a drawer and came across this gorgeous picture of my niece Margaret Flynn. She is now a mother herself and this was taken in the Rotunda Hospital in Dublin city centre, the day she was born in 1977. A beautiful baby. Gorgeous. My very first niece, so cute in her oversized hand knitted cardigan.

 

  

All her details recorded in this precious, now vintage folder.

 

What a lovely keepsake....

...I had my own babies in the same hospital some years later and I remember the photographer used to go around the wards and take these pics and mount them in these folder/frames for us proud new parents...how cute. What precious memories....

 

Whooop! Whoooop! Whooop! RED ALERT....RED ALERT ...RED ALERT...!!!!!!!!

.................Aaaaaahh no..... - WAIT A COTTON PICKIN' MINUTE! No..Hold on.....

Back up there! Rewind.....NO -no no....

......I'm sorry, .......take another look at that baby the stork is delivering.

.....No, I wont have it. Not good enough.

Surely the stork can do better than this after nine months of waiting and  nineteen hours of pain and panting.

 Not a chance.....Don't fob me off with one that looks like Buddha....Ah sufferin' heart!.....I want a refund! ....

..and while I'm at it the stork himself doesn't look too healthy (has probably been flying around for years trying every hospital in Dublin lookin' for a taker)

Did someone actually go to art school to learn to draw like this???? Did his/her parents put him/her through college? They deserve a refund!

NO, no no, I'm sorry, but the last time I saw arms and legs like that I had just bought a pound of sausages  - not delivered a baby.  'Nuff said.

Pretty Cottage, Lovely Village, (+ 1 ugly dog) in Beautiful Fenagh

"STOP!" Screeches I.

"Screeeech" went the brakes.

"Wha'?" sez Himself. "

Now this is a conversation that takes place regularly between Himself and Meself when we are driving along in the car. (COMMUNICATION  is the key to a good relationship I always say)

 

"I have GOT  to get a pic of that doty gingerbread cottage for my bloggin' buddies"

So, out I hopped and took it. Very nice too - but could I leave it at one?

 No, of course not.

"I'll get a close up " says I...oblivious of the very curious looking sheepdog that can be seen near the gateposts in above pic. See him?

So I got a bit closer and.....and the shaggin' dog had HIS say...

"WOOF OFF!" says he in Dogaleese (which I understood perfectly... and did)

 

Here is a close up of of the ugly mutt. 

"You mangy hound you - I was only trying to promote Ireland to the tourists abroad...bad cess to ye' anyway" (No, I did not get near  to take it - I blew him up in the safety of Photoshop. Grrrrrhhhh!)

 

Paul had a little bit of a smirk on his face when I got back in..."I thought you considered yourself to be a bit of a dog whisperer?" sez he - all smuglike.

"I am" sez I...."But sure - that fecker was deaf!"

Let the women have the last word...that is the secret of a good relationship.

 

Fenagh in Lovely Leitrim

Fenagh, in County Leitrim it was. We were on our way back from Carrick-on Shannon after collecting the old cooker I showed ye' in last post.

Here are more beauties from the same area...

Below: an old church and graveyard. Still in use.

 

And right next to that was this old ruin of a church and graveyard. No longer in use.

Leitrim is known here as Lovely Leitrim. You can see why. My brother-in -law, - Angie's hubby, Ed, always says "I bought a house in God's Pocket" (see The Old Schoolhouse in my sidebar)... and so he did and so did we.

Below is the ruined church right next to the last one. Church and cemetary not longer in use.

 

Quinn's Bar with its lovely hand painted sign. Very much in use.

 

I love the Irish signposts. Across from Quinn's is this one that shows how we were on our way back from Carrick-0n-Shannon and going back to Ballinamore.

 

Main Street, Fenagh

...not a lot going on. A lovely sleepy Irish village on a quiet weekday. The Abbey Bar must have been a post office at some time as it has both an old phonebox and postbox outside it.

 

Below: The old,concrete, traditional, Irish phonebox. Not many of these left so I had to record it (this one no longe in use)

 So pretty...wouldn't you love to call your beloved in this and whisper sweet nothings in his ear? (Given that he was not hard of hearing like the dog)

 

...and if you preferred to write a love letter to him.... you would post it here.... P & T in the Gaelic script stands for "Posts and Telegraphs"

Ahhhh ....Telegraphs..how lovely.... All gone now. Telegraphs no longer in use.

 

Er...eh...don't know if I should mention this...but look at the shadow at bottom left....yeah, that's me.... havin' a bad hair day. ....The Bart Simpson look) Not easy to achieve you know!

 You need the wind to be blowin' north easterly-ish and the sun to be just a shade west of  45 degrees. If you can arrange that  - then be jealous no more...you too can have hair like me and Bart)

Just as we were about to leave Fenagh I spotted a treasure that had to be photo'd.

(So we had the "Stop...Screech" etc conversation again)

The original village pump. No longer in use but looking so sweet in a summer flower bed.

 

...and the inevitable close up...

 

So that was Fenagh, County Leitrim as I found it...two churches, two pubs, one house  (huh? Does not compute!)

Gotta love Ireland!