I despair of getting it to work at the moment. Its had a long November. Haven’t we all? Something has been swallowed up in the ether. Will it reappear? Who knows?
Flying Solo
I’m visiting herself in England for a couple of days. I don’t know when I last flew anywhere alone. My last couple of jobs involved no work travel abroad. So the last time I travelled abroad for work was probably 2015. And when we fly en famille, Mr. Waffle covers all the logistics. So it was with some trepidation that I began my solo adventure.
There was a man on the plane watching something without headphones. How is this acceptable? For the first time there were no masks on the flight. It seemed a bit strange. And finally- they no longer take cash on board. So much for the flight. The journey was entirely uneventful. But long. But then I got to see herself at the end of it. Thrilling. We had a cup of tea.
My sister is also visiting- she was staying with a friend in Sweden and is dropping in on herself on the way home. For reasons I don’t at all understand my sister kept her movements secret until recently and is staying in a different hotel from me. Draw your own conclusions but my paranoid streak is working overtime.
This is a welcome development though because herself has a formal dinner tonight and has booked her mother and aunt into a local restaurant. Thrills. More news as we have it.
Knee Progress
Still quite sore. I am finding my home made weights a bit inconvenient but not ineffective. I thought you would like to know.
Outraged etc
There were two very young women sitting opposite me on the train back from Galway yesterday. One of them worked diligently on her laptop but her friend perused the internet at full volume without headphones. Who does that? I was very tempted to say something but the train was crowded and I would still be sitting opposite her for the remainder of the journey. I didn’t feel able for it so I sat and seethed until they both got off in Clara. Another young woman got on and took the seat opposite me. To my horror she did exactly the same thing. Is this ok now?
I was quite pleased to see this innovation as I got off the train. I will be investigating.
Elderly curmudgeon over and out.
Final Galway Installment
I thought we were going to the theatre last night but it was actually contemporary dance. Amazingly talented dancers and excitingly choreographed but 90 minutes is a lot of contemporary dance.
Non-stop rain continued into the night.
I got the 9.30 train back to Dublin. It didn’t rain on me on my way to the station and my friend assures me that it is a beautiful day in Galway today. Notwithstanding the climactic conditions, I had a lovely time and am keen to visit again. There’s something v appealing about the atmosphere in Galway. I can’t put my finger on what exactly it is but it’s appealing. Recommended.
More Galway
I went into town to get my bike fixed. It was very windy but beautiful on my cycle in (I know I should have walked with my back tyre as flat as a pancake but who among us is perfect?)
However, no sooner had I turned away from the coast road than it started to hail again. I mean I was a bit less exposed than yesterday at least. I had nearly left the house without my waterproof trousers but, happily, had not taken that reckless choice.
After dropping off my bike I found a cafe in town that looked like the pain quotidien. In I ducked – out of the hail – and ordered a pain au chocolat. All the staff were French. The inside was v close to the PQ possibly franchise breachingly close. But how was my pain au chocolat? Poor I fear.
I trekked out to the university in the rain – of course – to meet my friend for lunch. I passed this school.
They seem to like abbreviations in Galway. The Jesuit school is known universally as the Jes but I hadn’t realised that it extended to other establishments.
They were having conferrings at the university.
This is literally the only blue sky I saw all day. V exciting.
After lunch I was back into town for a wander around (lashing rain again).
I went to the local museum. It did not disappoint. A good local offering. With the added benefit of being indoors. There was quite a lot about the War of Independence and Civil War locally which was interesting. There’s a lot of Irish in Galway. I only heard the expression Cogadh na gCarad recently as the Irish for civil war (literally- the war of the friends) but there it was all over the place. A bit tougher for commemoration than the War of Independence.
I looked out the window at 4.30 and the rain was bouncing off the stones.
Here is the view from under Spanish Arch as I am screwing up my courage to walk to the bike shop.
And then I had to cycle back to the house. I got wet notwithstanding my rain gear (when it’s v wet it always seems to leak at the joints). I deeply regret only bringing one pair of trousers and one pair of shoes. Oh well, I am drip drying as I type and I can only hope that the theatre this evening will be so amazing that it will take my mind off the dampness.
