Where to start? I hate rude awakenings, and this morning was no exception. After a lovely weekend in Dublin (or, more accurately, Howth) we got back last night about 9:30. My alarm clock went off this morning at 6:00, and half an hour later I was on the road back over to work. 45 minutes after that, about half way to work, I realised I'd left my laptop at home. And today there will be no email for me (as that's the only thing I use it for - another story entirely, ask me some other time!). So if you're expecting a reply to one... sorry. Hopefully normal service will be resumed tomorrow.
The weekend, as I said, was lovely. Despite the slightly scary moment of meeting paj's aunt, uncle and various cousins I had a fun time. Highlights included Glendalough and the inevitable pilgrimage to the Guinness Brewery. The only dark spot was the decision by certain people to start throwing explosives at other people. But I'm not sure I want to talk about that at the moment. It's my birthday and for one day only I want not to worry. Indulge me.
The weekend, as I said, was lovely. Despite the slightly scary moment of meeting paj's aunt, uncle and various cousins I had a fun time. Highlights included Glendalough and the inevitable pilgrimage to the Guinness Brewery. The only dark spot was the decision by certain people to start throwing explosives at other people. But I'm not sure I want to talk about that at the moment. It's my birthday and for one day only I want not to worry. Indulge me.
