Notice at Inch beach.
I'm back on my free morning cruise today to the island for another weeks work. I will reply to any comments tonight!
Notice at Inch beach.
It was beautiful this Saturday morning and so we went to a carboot sale.
Number 2 son bought his mother a Aga shaped teapot to add to her collection:
His mother was delighted and the cat 😸 looks happy too.
The ever growing Teapot collection.
What do you collect?
Six Claddagh wine glasses for the princely sum of FIVE Euros!
Wifey spotted them and we christened them with a bottle of German white wine.
The next mission is to start going round the carboot sales at the weekend. One needs to satisfy their inner Magpie/Jackdaw.
Do you like browsing around charity shops and carboot sales?
A bucket of new potatoes grown with fym, chicken manure pellets and some tomato fertilizer.
I have never known A Thursday in May like the one this week. You wouldn't put a milk bottle out in that weather.
I caught the ferry and the bay was stirred up like a big jug of gravy. Thankfully the ferry took the shorter route under the shelter of the bay and we arrived safely on the island.
It was freezing cold and I held on to my hat with my hand. The six of us huddled next to a wall of a building waiting for the minibus.
I changed into my waterproofs and we jumped into the pickup and set off down the road to where we were working that day. Two donkeys stood side to side with their backsides against the wind.
We took out our tools and the donkeys looked at us like we had two heads. Then they trundled off into the undergrowth of the fields and saying that we were stark raving mmm.. mad!
Imagine if someone had been on a staycation on Thursday? Camping or booked a static caravan for the week? There would of been no cafes open to get a warm drink or a hot meal or even a pub to get a pint.
There's a lot to be said for a sun holiday.
I took this photo this morning while I was waiting for the ferry to take me to the island where I am working for a few weeks:
It could anywhere when the sun shines. The new Marina looks great. There are pleasure boats, fishing boats all waiting to go for a sail.
Supposed to be a gale on Thursday. I like to live in the countryside next to the sea. But you are always conscious of the power of the elements.
Hopefully the sun will return along with the tourists.
Will blog again in a day or two.
One of my first proper Rock band concerts was seeing Thin Lizzy in 1981 at Manchester Apollo. I was seventeen years of age and I have been a Lizzy fan all my life.
I have also seen former Lizzymembers like Gary Moore at Milton Keynes Bowl and Snowy White again (I saw with Thin Lizzy on the Renegade tour ( in Roger Waters band performing The Wall in Warsaw. I've also seen founder member Eric Bell play twice in Bantry.
When I was growing up in Lancashire I often drank in a Rock pub and Whiskey In The Jar by Thin Lizzy would always been playing on the pub jukebox.
It's a song about a famous Irish Highwayman in the Cork and Kerry mountains. Not far from here there is the tunnel road from Glengarriff to Kenmare in the Cork and Kerry mountains.
There's also the mention of a Molly. Could she be the one who wheeled her wheelbarrow through the the streets broad and narrow...?
When we moved over here twenty years ago. We often travelled in the car, my wife and the then small children would sing Whiskey In The Jar going through the stone tunnels on the way to the Kingdom and Killarney.
I've found two great videos of the Irish classic for your enjoyment:
I got up this morning and went outside to see my beloved veg plot, polytunnel and plant nursery. Talk about the darling buds of May. All the rain and sunshine is doing wonders to make everything grow and flourish:
Regular readers will know that my growing passion is propagating perennials. I use to grow lots of vegetables and then I bought 'Portugal' my plastic covered and metal hooped polytunnel.
Within one season nearly half of my veg plot became a plant nursery. I seem to find myself making new plants and potting them up every week. Every day even!
I sell them at car boot sales and to the odd neighbour. My prices are incredibly cheap: a Euro for a small plant and two Euros for a large plant.
Propagating plants is like farming. You never put the price of your time and labour into the price of your product.
If it pays for a few cans of Guinness or some cheap compost from the local German garden centre and beer providers I am happy. I would gladly barter too. Or swap plants for different kinds of plants that I haven't got.
Yesterday I decided to have a look around a local market. It's made up of market stall holders and car booters. You can buy artisan food, work clothes, bric a brac and even plants.
I checked out the plant prices. Some of them were 6 Euros each. Perhaps I have been selling my plants too cheap?
Here's some of my ever increasing perennials collection:
When the powers that be in Dublin allow carboot sales to recommence. I think I might have to put up my prices. Can you sell something too cheap? Especially when it's your hobby or a labour of love?
J had gone shopping and I had run out of potting compost and I remembered I had a pile of well rotted fym which resembles soil. It's also got a few stones in it.
Regular readers will know people collect plastic plant pots for me. It's also stopping the plant pots ending up in the landfill sites. So I half filled some plant pots with my homemade potting fym/soil and split some of my perennials. Then I topped them up.
You can see them in the picture above. They look like they need a drink. Don't we all. Is it "tish" time yet? You know it is when you open a can of beer and it goes "tish".
You don't need a greenhouse or polytunnel to propagate new plants. You can have an imaginary one for free like mine!
I only gave them an haircut in March. Look how unruly they have become already.
Talking of haircuts. You can take your dog to be groomed and clipped but you can't go in a barbers to get an haircut at the moment. It could only happen in Ireland.😊
I USUALLY trim my hedges five times a year. Living on the Gulf stream they (who are "they?") say we get ten months of growth. I have decided to ask what you think on the matter folks.
The birds are currently nesting in outbuildings, nest boxes, trees and hedges. I once found a Robin's nest in an old kettle that had no lid. Do you think birds would nest in a roadside hedge? I 'm not so sure.
Do you think I should leave my unruly hedges until June or should I get out the petrol hedge trimmer and give them a trim?
I live in the countryside next to the sea. Is it so important to have your garden manicured like a bowling green or a billiard table?
Where do you stop? Do we really need to mow the lawns every week?
I asked the wife and she explained that it means it's not pre packed.
Like a lot of men in Ireland I don't do 'food' shopping very often. If I go in Aldi or Lidl I dart to the middle aisle for walking, gardening and DIY stuff or maybe have a mosey at the drinky poohs section. The wife meanwhile will go round EVERY aisle pushing her shopping trolley. I sometimes wonder if she is programmed to shop?
At least she understands what (Butcher Counter Only) means?
I couldn't think of much to write about so I have had a week blog break. This morning I walked around the gardens and the flowers were...