Last Friday was the 13th. Not a day some may select to visit a medical consultant but it was the day that the consultant chose to see me.
I spotted this sign at the weekend and was planning a blog pondering what EBS were asking me to ‘work out’ (as in resolve).
Last week, I spotted these signs adjacent to the Mercy Hospital and it reminded me of a story that I heard a while back which I risk sharing.
Frank and Mary were enjoying dinner at a lovely restaurant. The food was great and the conversation was flowing. This was their fifth outing – what some might call their fifth date, but neither had yet used that word.
Both had been single for many years – one widowed, one divorced. Both had thought that they were looking at a solitary life for the rest of their time but then they met at a house party and had begun chatting and got on well.
The follow-up meetings, or dates, all went so well and they appeared to have sufficient interests in common to promote mutual interest as well as other activities to maintain one’s independent life as well as a source of discussion.
All appeared to be going so very well and the topic of possibly living together had been discussed in terms of preferred location and house type. The matter of intimacy, in typical Irish fashion, had not yet been breached. Frank had mentally tussled with how to introduce this into conversation and eventually just decided to go straight for the jugular.
While enjoying the coffee Frank steered the conversation. “Mary, we have not discussed intimacy and love-making.”
Mary took a longer sip from her tea than she had planned and replied, “I like it infrequently.”
Frank paused momentarily before asking, “Is that one word or two?”
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No it is not a new newspaper.
Just something spotted recently on Devonshire St
On our visit to Corcomroe Abbey, I did take a stroll around the cemetery.
This was added to my list of inscriptions that provoke contemplation – even some months later.
It reminds me of the scene in Jean de Florette that remains readily accessible in the brain when they stop the clock – the first time such a custom registered with me. A custom I like.
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When at the Dingle Aquarium, we did not spot any starfish regenerating their legs but I thnk we spotted an extra ‘o’ floating around the place.
It appears that in Wisconsin that the sweets are made at home by the maids.
Or is this another example of American English………
When Doc forwarded these photographs to me last week, I could not wait to get to a French – English dictionary to see if Rum had a different meaning in French a so possibly creating an ice cream for philosophers.
Alas, Rum translates as Rum so another possible blog withered down to this.
Early Saturday morning in Manorhamilton, I did stand stationary taking this photograph but am still at a loss as to how Party affects Toys.
As the shop is now closed down, maybe this riddle, or telling the public to stop, put off potential customers.
Blogs I Read & Links
Thought & Comment
For the Fainthearted
Bock The Robber
140 characters is usually enough
That’s How The Light Gets In
Tea and a Peach
Buildings & Things Past
Come Here To Me
Pilgrimage in Medieval Ireland
The Irish Aesthete
Ireland in History Day By Day
Buildings of Ireland
Irish War Memorials
The Standing Stone
Time Travel Ireland
Stair na hÉireann
Wide & Convenient Streets
The Irish Story
Our City, Our Town
West Cork History
Cork’s War of Independence
Cork Historical Records
Rebel Cork’s Fighting Story
40 Shades of Life in Cork