It is a bank holiday Sunday here and the day of the Dublin marathon. After Mr. Waffle had cheered on his brother and the half dozen other people he knew who were doing the marathon (I know!), we got out of dodge and went to Carlingford. We walked up the mountain and viewed the bay. It was quite wet I would have to say.
Usually you can see the Mourne mountains really clearly across the bay but not today. “Fog in Carlingford Lough, UK cut off,” said Mr. Waffle.
However, climactic conditions notwithstanding it was nice to be out. We had a lovely lunch as a reward for our walk and a look around the cute shop beside the cafe (can I recommend this spot if you ever find yourself in Carlingford?). I thought it might need my Halloween decor needs but it did not. My quest for decorative gourds is ongoing and time is now running out. I started looking too early and then I stopped and now it appears to be too late. Alas.
There was an article in the paper yesterday about Halloween being more Christmassy than Christmas and I sort of know what the writer meant. I have enjoyed getting out my Halloween tat and laying in sweets for the little trick or treaters but there’s no pressure. Not that I don’t still love Christmas, of course.