Showing posts with label Ireland. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ireland. Show all posts

Monday, March 11, 2013

Scenes from a couch

We're in Ireland.  Granddad William is looking after us really well!


Granny and Mammy were doing something funny with big long words like "vicegerent" and "otoscope" going criss-cross on a piece of paper with black and white squares.  Adults are strange sometimes.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Learning the skills of Irish farm life

Not many gates like this in Montclair... there should be though!

Hanging by a thread

Tom

Looking for inspiration...


Have you got some?

Another long (summer) day in Ireland

Facing Mr. Bull.


Dee and Mary looking swell.


Everyone pitching in to turn the hay.


Has Sean got pom-poms?

Where did Patrick disappear to?


Small boy, far away and rapidly retreating.


Hay is fun to blanket yourself under.


Apparently that is the case for frogs too.


Aw he's cute. And now, won't be tossed or furrowed or baled!


After a long morning's work in the sun, a cool bit of wading...


...dam-building...


...and stone washing.

What, there's more? Why yes, we went to pick raspberries!


Bottoms up!

A wild part of the walk. A determined walker.


Look how many raspberries Aine and Aoife picked!


Friday, July 29, 2011

One long day in Ireland

At the playground, swinging along, ...


... and spinning around.


At the farm.


Herding sheep.


Hanging out.

Brian looking cute.

Anthony with ol' Minnie.

Granny Ann found the lost lamb.

Looking fly with a hip hop lid.

A goodnight story with Grandad.

Wiped out after a long day, falling asleep reading a book (upside down).


Monday, September 6, 2010

Helping Granddad

Heh-heh-heh, I will sneak up on Granddad, and "help" him!


I see you, you little scallywag!



The Leo and Granddad team!

Close Encounters of a Sheepish Kind

That thing is a lot bigger than me. But if I stay close to Daddy's legs maybe it will think I am as big as it.


All in all though I feel safer up here, looking at what is going on down there.


And what a lot is going on! Grabbing sheep, splashing in footbaths, climbing fences...

Flipping sheep!


And... selling them? What are those two up to?



Aunt Deirdre looks like she knows...

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Totally Transported

Giddy up, Granny Ann!


Cruising in a chair-car with Aoife.


Little tractor...


BIG tractor!


Fire engine/knight's steed.


My turn to be the transport. Pulling a seaweed trailer in Tramore.


Moissonneuses Batteuses! Combine Harvesters!

Uncle Declan gave me a ride in his combine harvester!


Can you see me? I'm sitting on my cousin Aine, wearing blue boots and red pants, a few meters from hundreds of sharp spinning blades. My dad was a bit nervous about this, but that apparently didn't stop him taking pictures.


When I got back to Granny Ann's, I re-enacted the whole thing (with fewer blades). I like Ireland!