Thursday, 17 August 2017

Omey, the old new graveyard.

Old new, because it's after 1700. The old old ooooold ooooooooooold one goes back to 6th century at least.

Wednesday, 16 August 2017

Monday, 14 August 2017

Crann Óg Island.

Crannog Island. Crann Óg. Young tree island.

A Crann Óg is a man made island or a rocky outcrop from water extended by man.

Taken yesterday.


Saturday, 12 August 2017

A pesky 1st world problem

Lately I bought a lovely dinner set, consisting of crisp cream 11 inch dinner plates with blue and black banding on every third in the place setting. The problem is I now have to figure out how to stack the dishwasher.
With my old miss-matched plates everything sorta worked. But now, no, some are coming out WORSE than they went in. For even with the washing if they don't clean the drying at the end BAKE'S the flecks onto the plates requiring a good hours soaking.
  Like I said 1st world issues. 

Sunday, 6 August 2017

Faith, Hope, Belief and Innocence

A few weeks ago we had a power outage here in Tipperary. Not the entire county, but a goodly skelp of it. Ohh, a skelp is that bit of wood that spalls off a log when you miss the strike when splitting them.
Anyway, there I was in cone of light and in range of the hiss off a camping gas lamp, reading a book I had on my shelves since I bought it in 2006. The book, is The Great War for Civilisation, The conquest of the Middle East, by Robert Fisk, published Harper Perennial. And it was as you'd expect for a book about a war zone.
The thing is, I've been reading Fisk since I encountered him in the UK Independent newspaper when I lived in London. And was in need of a non partisan paper that wasn't affiliated to one political section of another.  So I knew he'd lived as the Middle East Corespondent in Beirut since the early 80s. And I've read innumerable articles he's written, from the border wars between Israel and her neighbours, to the attacks on refugee camps. His interviews with the politicians from Morocco to China and Togo to Samarkand and Dushanbe. And the first with bin Laden.
But in the intro to his book he made a point about how he could keep going and keep doing as he did in an area of almost unspeakable horror and that was he kept his innocence.
Not the innocence of the child, but that of a man who believes in his own and therefore the humanity of others.
You see since we entered the latest economic crisis we've seen here in the West a savagery and a targeting of the poor like we've not seen since the early 19th century. And why, in order to keep a set of book looking good. Remember, across the west, with the possible exception of Canada and Australia we've had the 'notional' printing presses running overtime. But there is no press, no cash as such, nope, these are transfers, virtual in the old meaning, and in theory stabilizing the system. Again it must be remembered it's not the social system we're on about but the money system.
My problem, and how I was thinking about it, was since 2008 so called Liberals have been running the majority of the main economies, those whom in theory should have a grasp if not a grip on just how their policies were affecting people. But it seemed they had become sooo tied up in their own political thought experiment that nothing else mattered. And so Trump, and Brexit. But other seemingly self destructive democratic decisions. All this left me bemused. Eventually to drift into a place where I stopped thinking about people, for in trying to understand how systems operated I was thinking like them. Systems have a senseless savagery.
So there I was in that cone of light with the hiss off the propane gas nozzle being transformed back to a place where I could process and come out the other side.

Thursday, 27 July 2017

Finds

I've found lots of bit&pieces while out walking the hound. But this was one of the most unprepossessing finds at first look for it was buried but for a tip that glinted in the morning sun. Anyhoo's I unearthed it and soaked it in a basin when I got it home to loosen all the clay that encased it.
I was really quite surprised at what revealed itself out of the mud and rust.
It seems it's an American piece, a Leatherman, Wave, and most shocking, going for about $100. I have a piece like it and that was €20.
It's kinda amusing composing a back story for the tool, as it was for the Quarter Dollar I found earlier. Why it/they traveled to rural Tipperary. Were they lost, or jettisoned. Even were they cast for luck like in the Trevi to the god Neptune, only to some Celtic deity, Morrigon (Án Morrigú) perhaps, or even Mannanán.


Monday, 17 July 2017

A good deed.

Found this man this morning when out walking my girl. He followed us to the car. I kept expecting to see his owner. But soon realised he was lost for he looked unfed for days.
I took him to Jessy's vet for we've had a chipping reg' for a few years now. But he had none.
The vet examined him and said he was fairly sound but for a infestation of mange mites. Which was the reason why he couldn't stay with me. So I went to the local dog home/shelter where they home rather than to the County dog pound where they kill after a week. He was very friendly, placid really. And Ohhh boy was Jess's nose out of joint when he was brought into the house to get showered.



Saturday, 8 July 2017

Das Boot.

Today was the first day I could get a go in the boat. And I can freely say I'm not inflatable boat people. It wasn't really fun at all. More a sphincter clenching trip.
Now don't get me wrong. It floated, after a fashion. And I didn't drown, or really even get wet truth be told. But I think I'll be getting a vessel that I can sit 'on' rather than semi 'under' the water. You see the instant you get in the thing sorta enfolds you and your arse projects as a kinda keel down below the bottom. 
Maybe by Wednesday my thinking on it will see the fun slash funny side. Still I think any Saturdays entertainment that comes in under €50 isn't that bad at all. 


Wednesday, 5 July 2017

Tuesday, 30 May 2017

Miscellany

Commenting on politics in a blog nowadays is quite hard for no sooner have you've formed a theses with a set of facts, things have moved on leaving you looking kinda bemused. For while you might project a scenario, some off the wall strawman thought experiment, you never actually think it'll come to pass. But it comes, and worse. Who'd have thought the US president would close out the US's European allies.

I have my exhibition coming up on Saturday for two weeks. So I've been quite bust making the frames and getting the printing done.

Jessy seems weak in her hind legs and I'm not sure if it's something out of the way or just a slight drag of a muscle. She was running like a mad thing after a midget greyhound who had the wherewithal to exhaust her.











  

Tuesday, 23 May 2017

Manchester

I don't know what to say about this, and then I more than know.

Scum targeted a show designed to entertain, and one packed with tweens. It takes a particularly callous mind to dream up and walk into a venue packed with kids and release a device filled with nails.   

Friday, 19 May 2017

Prices I reeeeeally like

Since I wear a hat on the walks with the dog and have a beard for a few years now I'm pretty covered on the UV side of things. But I noticed last year I was getting very damaged lips, then it dawned it was a sort of sun burn. I was blaming the wind, but why on earth would I not get damaged lips in winter when I've been up in force 9 where I couldn't walk upright to summit the cairn and nary a chap to a lip.
The price was a real bonus. 

Wednesday, 17 May 2017

German progress, of sorts

I have finished the course some time ago and am now improving fluency. But it seems I'm stuck to some extent. Yes, I still think this is one of the better ways to learn a language to get yourself ready to visit a place. It's not so good at the usual didactic formation for the written word for you never get enough of a sampling to provide the wherewithal to sustain.

The 250 on the top bar is the number of consecutive days. The 842 are credits for weeks and levels. 10 credits per week and level. The 48% in the shield is the fluency meter. Now it must be said the program adds new words so I've 2452 words of German, where I had 2430 in the post a month ago. Not many you could say, but they are in context and you barely know they are going in.    

Tuesday, 9 May 2017

Horse lore

Anyone who's ever been on a horse will know this. It's the equivalent of the two year old in a high chair with it's mouth firmly sealed and you trying to airplane a spoonful of pappy food into it's mouth.

Wednesday, 3 May 2017

Down to the hospital with my mother.



Waterford is a deepwater fjord that was used by shipping going back to the stone age and lately by the Royal Navy as a protected haven. 
This is the river, the Suir pronounced sure, together with the Nore and Barrow are the three sisters. I am on the Cruck or Crook side, the other bank is on the Hook side. This is the source of the By Hook or by crook.
I tried again to get my ship launched, and in a haven this time. But it was taking way way WAAAAAY longer to inflate that I had time for today. And I was using the electric pump I use to blow up the tyres on the car. I mean I was at it for 30min and little progress. And that was only one of 5 chambers. Granted the biggest one. Et, it's one hell of a lot bigger than I'd at first thought. There's a good 2 ft of freeboard above the water and at least 3ft side to side and 11 ft long.
Anyway, with my Mom visiting the eye people and knowing the times tend to be in the 2'3 hour range between atropine and exam, and today they removed the cataract. Much to her delight. even if she's a bit stingy tonight she says.
But it meant I wasn't able to devote more time to the shipping question, for even if I got the thing up and going in an hour, say. I'd then have to deflate the thing to get it back into the car. 

The bottom two are of Jessy showing a little Connemara pony the ropes viz the inn's and out's of going into the water. I was quite surprised with the dog not being over fussy about the horse at all. In fact the two went about each other quite naturally. But it was Jessy playing about the animal that eased him in, for he wasn't keen up to then and the rider said so too.     






Saturday, 29 April 2017

While interestingly mad, I'm not utterly insane.







A polite FYI.

Just in case my Royal Celtic heinie ends up under the Celtic Sea. Hence, the FYI,  I'm giving my Kayak a run out today to see how to use it.
 And you never know.



Thursday, 20 April 2017

Progress of sorts

 I started to learn German using an app on my phone, Duolingo.
Now I'm one of those people that have been fighting a losing battle to keep the idea of MOOC's, or education on-line free. Or at least the European model, rather than the US one. But I've found generally there is very little credit given by universities that would allow transfer into an intra mural course even if they are the ones providing it. So in effect the MOOC was nothing more than a taster for the paid course.
 And then you have the issue with who finances the running of these courses.

Anywoos, over the last number of years I've taken courses to test what's out there and I can say that by far this course by Duolingo (run out of Pennsylvania someplace) using the users to test the app's is the best I've seen so far. Even though it has at times been incredibly frustrating. For the people administrating the App seem to have little if any idea about what motivates people, particularly the usage of fuel gauges.

Anyways I have 2430 words of German with about half fully sunk in. Enough that I can get the run of a German TV programme.
I know it doesn't seem a lot but it amounts to 222 consecutive days -8th of Sept ish- devoting an hour a day ishy. I finished the course in early February, and now it's a practice routine to get the words sunk in.
Plus. It seemed a better use of waiting for whatever to learn a language than fiddling with Facebook.
PS. I was at 47% earlier today, but because I didn't get much in the number dropped.

Monday, 10 April 2017

Update; not a vie en Rose.



I don't like moaning on the posts here but I've been quite ill these last few months. For instance in one 4 day period, I lost a stone and a bit in weight.

Many know I'm having difficulty with insulin regulating sugar and while you can close down upon all sugars it's not just darn hard to sustain that but tiz downright dangerous.

What really pisses me off is but a few years ago I was something of an Epicurean, making food of a quality better than most chef's around-about here. By food I mean the main course.
This nasty little trip started with an issue with milk. And thereby the delight that is butter. For there is very few things that can carry flavour than butter, except maybe, CLARIFIED butter. But I saw and took that as a challenge to see it I could sustain the quality. And you can, but it's hard. Combo of oils can get you along the road.
Any-ol'hoos. All this continued to where I was eating like a particularly ascetic island monk. So imagine my ire when in all this I discovered I was producing acid and purines like an acid factory. Not only that but when you include statin's for a cholesterol well above 7, antihistamines and a protein pump inhibitor. Those Febuxostat and Colchicine for a particularly painful gout was taking the piss. Not mentioning painkillers, yes, for when the attacks come I cannot move and reserve the tramadol for those days, a truly horrible stuff that I reserve until I can do little but sleep it off, using NSIADs instead. Ohh and to add a twist. I was using Ibuprofen, which worked quite nicely ta ever so, only to end up in emergency/ER with a suspected heart episode because of it.

OK, good stuff.
I have my offering into the Royal Hibernian Academy Summer Show. I'll know if accepted in a few days time. I have the Main Guard for 2 weeks this time, in June, for an exhibition.

On international issues.
Brexit has been initiated. To my opinion it was inevitable for the English were never really committed to the thing. This will possibly see the sundering the uniter bit of the United Kingdom for the Scots won't put-up with being bullied when there's little up side and a whole lot of downside to being with England.
Trump; what can I say. I suspect knowing just how unstable he is you'll find countries being very careful. And I expect the wheels within wheels that is DC will have to operate a bit better since he isn't truly committed to anything much of anything and can therefore drop a losing line. This is both good and bad, but it does mean more of a consensus has to operate, albeit well hidden, for it to move at all. You see in a way I think Trump has them over a barrel, for if they do play the game of foot dragging resistance it's equally possible the mid terms will see Trump writing a report card with comment like Insufficiently Committed; Could Do Better, But Doesn't. For I still don't think the fundamental sea change that is Trump is understood.            

Wednesday, 15 March 2017

Difference between Phonecam and real camera

                               

                                                       Phone above. One needs to embiggen.



Saturday, 11 March 2017

OK, a few things.

Am I the only one who didn't know you could renew the waterproofing on outdoor clothing. That you wash the stuff in with the washing machine, then drip dry and then put in the dryer on low for 20 mins. I've spent a darn fortune on coats for the mountain hikes only for them to last a year or so.

Ha, the Oscars eh.

Seems Korean telly's can be enabled to spy on your house. Since Wiki Leaks let us know just how far we're being watched this seems simply to be the logical extension. Still you'd have to be a odd when you see the camera on the monitor and laptop not to put a bit of blu tack or tape over it.

Trump, a gift that keeps on giving. Who is probably going to give another 10 years of life to publications like the Washington Post, NYT and the WSJ.
I haven't read those papers over a prolonged period for a few years. And the bits I've encountered seem well enough researched and written. So I don't really know, but it does seems Trump et al are kicking at an open goal.

Brexit is about to kick off in the coming weeks. That should see some odd combo's here while vested interests try to shore up their positions. All while telling us the moves are for our own good.

The bodies of 700 plus infants were found in what was a septic tank. They were put there after death in a church run Mother and Baby home. This a euphemism, a solution to women getting pregnant, run by nuns and yet another truly unhealthy rancid aspect of the control mechanisms being deployed here in Ireland.
Most of the babies died between three months and one year.