When in Clon a few weeks ago, I spotted some writing on the wall of the hall of a pub and stopped to photograph. I was not in the market for a drink that day but the message has definitely put O’Sullivan’s at the top of the list for a quiet pint the next time I head west. So appropriate in terms on content and location – just enough to raise one’s curiosity. I was christened into the Catholic faith at three days of age. My mother was still in hospital and would not be allowed back into a Catholic Church until she had been ‘churched’. My parents possibly spotted my tendency to agnosticism which took over sixteen years later. That has been my faith ever since. Maybe it was my particular perspective but I did smile when passing Clon Business Solution premises on Pearse Street in Clonakilty last month, before Halloween. Yet another reaffirmation of the saying that this is not a trial run and that we only live once. Another reminder to get busy living or get busy dying. I have been photographing plaques and signs for this blog since February. For even longer, I would have read plaques as I passed them. This is the only one that I have seen so far to commemorate a faction fight. As to why it was considered appropriate to commemorate a faction fight, I do no know….. Neither do I know but I do wonder whether Julia O’Callaghan was an innocent bystander or whether she considered herself as good a fighter as the males……. “This plaque which was unveiled on the 30th June 1995 was ertected in memory of Maurice Corcoran, Jeremiah Coughlan, Charles McCarthy, Corneilius Ford, John Kerrigan, Julia O’Callaghan, John Desmond, John Hourihan, There I was at a meeting on a construction site held in one of the metal container offices.
When I looked at the messages fixed to the inside of the door, I did wonder if we were expected to exit the room through the window. I have not yet perfected the skill of walking through closed doors. How does one open a door with caution and keep it closed? The signs are one of the most obvious representations of mixed messages that I have found yet.
I posted a blog entry a few months ago about the Wall Art on the Camden Palace on Camden Quay and Pine Street.
Reading Come Here to Me yesterday, it appears that the franchise for the Wonky Tan salon has also opened in Dublin.
It seems that Ireland does not have exclusive rights to issues relating to incorporation of translated words onto
signs. The few that I have blogged about are rather minor compared to some of the news items that I spotted recently on the BBC: Email error; Bladder; Tesco; Diversion; and, Look Left. To write graffiti on the hoarding……
While taking shelter from a shower in Dingle last week, I noted the artwork that had been placed upon the site hoarding by the town council to improve the aspect. It took me a while to spot the footmarks painted on the roadway and the association with the chicken image – Brilliant. While waiting for the shower to stop, quite a number of people walked past and the chicken footprints were not spotted by very many – their loss. The other artwork images are below. One cannot close a closed door. One can only close an open door.
If one is obliged to close the door when finished, there is an implication that prior to being finished, the door should not be closed. Last weekend, we visited friends who were staying in one of the holiday houses attached to the Derrynane Hotel. The house was very nice – great layout and lovely view over the bay. When I read the folder left in the house outlining nearby attractions and outlining facilities in the hotel, I did stop and the camera came out. I know that there is regular reference to the number of people who die when jogging but I think this warning in the manual about the danger of using the gym may be taking things too far. We visited the Ewe Experience outside Bantry over the June Bank Holiday weekend – an enjoyable hour or two.
I spotted the blackboard where visitors are able to write down what they would like to achieve before they die. I thought it a slightly risky request but it probably reflects on the type of visitor to the Ewe Experience. I read all of the messages and there was none along the lines of the Bibi Baskin comment on the Gerry Ryan Show. |
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