The Peapod and Pearl

Dreamland: Italia

Hey Muffins.

Just back in Dublin in the rain and I think I’m getting a cold because I haven’t stopped sneezing all day and just sneezed six times in a row which is dire. How can circumstances change so drastically in a matter of days? It’s only been two days since I got back onto Irish soil, but it feels like the Italian Adventure was all a dream or happened in a different life.

I’ve wanted to go to Cinque Terre and the surrounding towns for years. It’s one of those places that pop up constantly on Instagram and twinkle colourfully at you and tease you as you sit on the bus to college, under a perpetually grey sky. I’d never got round to going. And then when I came home from Vienna and surprised Jacko (did you read the post? It’s here and it’s super cute) he hit back with his very own surprise: we were going to Cinque Terre and Portofino in August.

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The Dogs Are Alright

Hello and good afternoon 🙂

This is an impromptu post because I’m babysitting Kuma (the Staffordshire Terrier) at in Rathmines and I’m feeling a bit typey and also a little lazy after our big walk this afternoon.

Will I tell you the story of how we came to adopt Kuma in our first year of college in our quite dilapidated flat at Kenilworth Square? Oh, alright then.

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Between Two Towns

Further to my last post – discussing the joy of doing nothing – I have been quite busy filling up my time with fun-filled activities and reigniting my social life (*cough* may have also taken a day to go and get my old job back. Turns out I can’t completely relax with nothing on the horizon, no matter how hard I try).

Last week, for example, Erin and Eve and Lucy and I went on a self-led hike (unplanned) from Greystones to Bray (two different towns with an almighty hill in between).  Continue reading “Between Two Towns”

The Everyday

Hello again! This is a bit more of a wordy blog post. More thinky and what I hope is a bit of food for thought.

I’m the kind of person that likes to almost constantly be ‘on the move’. Not necessarily flitting from country to country or city to city, but in general I like to have something ‘going on’ all the time. Continue reading “The Everyday”

Homeward Bound

I wrote the bones of this post sitting on the airplane back to Dublin from my mum’s house in Cheshire after a weekend of bounding about the windy country roads and along the canal in the blazing heat. I didn’t know what to call this post and then thought that referring to Cheshire as ‘home’ was a bit of a stretch (I’ve never lived there – Mum moved back to her childhood village a couple of years ago so I pop over whenever I can) but then decided it was acceptable because a) it reminds me of that children’s movie about a dog-filled adventure which is similar enough to life on Cliffe Road and b) I once saw a quote saying ‘Home is where Mum is’, which is rather apt. So there you go. Continue reading “Homeward Bound”

Back Down South

Good day from the English countryside, chaps!

Well, I’m currently sitting at the table in Mum’s house, listening to Bruce the Whippet crying for his fourth walk today and the third episode of the I.T. Crowd this evening. It was a swift turnaround, getting back to Dublin and promptly hopping on a plane to Liverpool, but there you go. I’d just had a whimsical week in the West (of Cork – which is in the south. But couldn’t miss out on that alliteration). Nothing like some time at home home to bring you down to earth (and feed you up good and proper). Continue reading “Back Down South”

Honey, I’m Home!

So, I’m back on Irish soil for the foreseeable future. How exiting! The excitement has actually died down significantly since the surprise entrance – basically I’d been planning an early homecoming (only a few days early, but still) which everyone knew about except for Jack Continue reading “Honey, I’m Home!”

Swoonin’ and Pontoonin’

Happy Humpday, chaps.

I’ve just woken up from a midday nap after watching the latest (very stressful) Game of Thrones, which was my post-exam treat after this morning. Watching Game of Thrones as a treat is like going on a weekend city break with an over-enthusiastic sight-seeing friend, eg, you need a break to get over the initial break.

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Your Monday Sing Along*

*You needn’t sing along, but you may do if you so wish.

Nothing I like more on a study break than cranking up the tunes and giving myself free reign to bop haphazardly about the apartment, or croon along into the bathroom mirror, if it’s a slower number. It’s a very nice stress release. Also – and I don’t think I’m the only one who does this – but I tend to apply most songs I listen to, to a ‘movie moment’. Everyone does that, right? I love picturing the scenes that go with the song. What can I say, I’m a very visual person. Continue reading “Your Monday Sing Along*”

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