No post today. I’ll be off galavanting, going to the Dublin Flea Market, gardening and generally having a lovely Sunday!
Francis street and a wee street off Parnell street are where you’ll find Dublin’s two Oxfam Home stores.
Thanks to Juliane in Klee Paper for having me in for tea and a chat. Feel free to have tea with your neighbour and share their story as a guest post too. It’s a good excuse to be nosey and get to know them better. Everyone has a story.
Tramore has a reputation for being tacky and rundown. I love the tack. Those flaking neon rusting paints may look crap in the summer but in the lonely, cold, rainy greys of winter the flashing slot machine lights and folded up rollercoasters look like magic hibernating. Still with a pulse, but not making noise for a while. A sleeping beast. In recent years Tramore has also become somewhat magic when it comes to coffee too.
I had the pleasure of chomping through this at a friend’s house and was kind of shocked that it was good. It’s gluten free and i associate that phrase with people who look like they’re having less fun than those of us eating all the gluten.
“…To the people of Iran, this holiday comes at a time of continued tension between our two countries. But as people gather with their families, do good deeds and welcome a new season we are also reminded of the common humanity that we share.” Barack Obama Nowruz message 2012 [youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vBtkSa6RiPg&w=560&h=315]