05.14

My little counter of heaven.

05.13

Whelan's is one of my favourite places to go simply for the art gallery they house in the basement (aka toilets). Seriously, Dublin's budding artist community gathers down here with inspiration and sharpies and go to town. I'm not even being sarcastic, here. Some stuff is provocative, I dare say engaging. They like the bring their poet friends, too.

Besides... this place plays all the right music!

(I can't tell if it's one exclamation point or two, but does it really matter?)

05.12

Boo-yeah. Birthday tickies to Wilco and Beirut. And Bulmers. And modern art.

Also, my mum found the BEST card. In existence. EVER.

05.11

Came home tonight to a little birthday celebration from the Davsters, a night early. He couldn't find any candles at the shop, so he improvised. I did not think he could get any more lovely, then he goes and does stuff like this.

Also, swap them around, and we have another birth date covered :)

05.10

Poor little basil got picked clean...hello pesto!

05.09

I have fresh herbs in my house! Win.

I have only been talking about doing this for nearly a year. Fail.

But now they're here, so major win! Just starting with basil and rocket. I hope we can eat it before I end up killing both plants (which is sadly inevitable).

05.08

There is nothing lonelier than an empty park bench.