A Day In The Life
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Some more pics of Edinburgh
Firstly, Edinburgh Castle taken from on top of Arthurs Seat (15x digital focus). This (I think) would be taken from the south east side of the city looking in a north westerly direction.Wednesday, July 06, 2005
Honours degree
Well, it's the end of an era. After four long years of slogging it out week in week out (sometimes in the library; sometimes in bars) my university career has come to an end. The results came through last night and I passed all exams and achieved a:Bachelor of Arts with Honours with Second Class Honours (1st Division) in Marketing Management
No pictures allowed!!
The morning of the wedding has been hectic. We had a flower crisis but resolved it in the nick of time. Now we (the groom, best man, groomsman (me) and the beautiful Anna-Lisa) have to make it to the church in time. We set off through the glorious coutryside with little time to spare for sightseeing. My brother (the groom) is driving and we are in a hurry.Reminiscent of many a film scene we are pulled over by the Gardai (Irish for police) for speeding. We immediately explain that we are on the way to a wedding and are profoundly sorry for our misdemeaner. The officer, peering into the car and spying all the tartan, asks, "are you playing at the wedding?"
After explaining that in fact we are not a Scottish band and that the driver is in fact the groom he explains why we were stopped. The speed limit is 60 and he clocked us coming over the hill at 70, which he says is fine, only at that point when most drivers notice the officer in the middle of the road (a strange Irish practice where officers stand in the fast lane of on coming traffic!) he clocked us increasing to 80, so he had to stop us. This is at 1.15pm and after telling the officer that the wedding was to take place at 1.30pm (2pm really but needs must) he reluctantly let us go.
The funny thing is that that throughout this episode Anna-Lisa has been trying to capture the moment from the backseat. The officer, increasing in anger the second time he had to tell her snapped, "No photos please! It's not allowed!!" So we got him through the rear window.
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
An Irish Affair
I have now returned from my weekend in Cork, located in the beautiful South of Ireland. The purpose? My brother decided to marry one of our Celtic friends and set up home there.For a taster here is the best man Richard, the bottle of beer in hand was a fixture for





