New Goodtime John album coming later in the year. Video for this track is lovely. youtu.be/xpnbPMBnCp4?...

Boy to gurl at bus stop: would you ever stop talking? Gurl to boy at same bus stop: would YOU ever stop talking?

Any IADT alumni out there, you may be interested in this. connect.iadt.ie

Also @booksupstairs.bsky.social is such a great venue for literary events and the shop is so special. Their blind date with a book section is my favourite. booksupstairs.ie/product-cate... *Full disclousure, the image is taken from Books Upstairs website

Breaking my hibernation for a small boast. I read a poem at the Dublin launch of Banshee (@bansheepress.bsky.social) Issue 20 last night. It was a lovely, cosy evening on a chilly night in town. The other readers were superb and I'd encourage anyone to pick up a copy, you won't be disappointed.

We have reached the time of year when I hibernate from social media. See ya when I wake up.

HE'S BEHIND YOOUUU!!

This documentary (mostly) about a man lifting and then crying over large stones is surprisingly entertaining. www.rte.ie/player/movie...

Emily letting it out

If anyone's in town on 27th. This will be good

Nobody Wants This might be the most aptly titled TV show but if they shifted the focus to the siblings I might be in.

The Irish left today.

Spent the past few weeks taking a fascinating course on the arts, grief and bereavement with the Irish Hospice Foundation. There's a lot of incredible work being done out there. This is a collage I made in a workshop yesterday with the wonderful artist Caroline Schofield.

November 11, Martinmas: “Of all the Irish customs that may or may not have been rooted in pagan origin, it is astonishing to consider that blood sacrifice was practiced in Ireland well into living memory.” Read more: www.rte.ie/brainstorm/2...

This is the building. In there again today. If anyone knows anything about the history of it. I'd be interested.

We can't wear overcoats in Ireland anymore because of the perverse humidity. Sorry, perhaps I shouldn't generalise but in Bray an overcoat could cause a medical emergency.

Looking at Haiku with the 6th class boys tomorrow. Hope they like this one. I do. " Give lodging tonight, " He shouts, flinging down his sword See the windblown snow !

🎵 Old friends, sat in the Áras like bookends 🎵

Some get into politics to make a difference but most are looking for a career path. The first and foremost goal of a political career is to attain power. The second is to hold on to it. Simon Harris was sending press releases to local papers as a TEENAGER. For him it was never about helping people.

From "The Gaza Suite" by E. Ethelbert Miller from 8. the sea is still here peace disappears once again boats die in the sun 13. the seeds have stories oh red ripe watermelon so sweet this earth was www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazi...

Along Emmet Road politicians’ promises blow like plastic bags. from Inchicore Haiku by Michael Hartnett

Spent the afternoon drawing flying bears in prep for tomorrow's poetry workshop with 5th class in Bray.

More, but not much more if this is true. Who are all the FFFG heads and what the hell is wrong with you?

Keeping an ear out today, all souls day.

As an aside, we were steeped the history of American screen culture as children with RTE. I remember watching Tarzan, The Marx Brothers, Shirley Temple, Westerns, civil war and war movies, swords and sandal epics, noir, right up to Bewitched and Dallas. And then Looney Toons repackaging it all.

Night folks

Haven't enjoyed trick or treating so much since I was their age. We used to say "Any apples or nuts."

Traditional design, modern medium.

So special to have a poem in Issue 20 of Banshee on its 10th anniversary. That my copy arrived today seems fitting. This is a very personal poem and I couldn't think of a better home. Thanks to @jesstraynor.bsky.social and congratulations to the whole team on a gorgeous issue & tremendous milestone.

Making ghosts today...

Why go to the trouble of selling bagles pre-sliced if they are not sliced the whole way through?

“Looks like some drifter comin’ into town.”

We're watching The Detectorists for the first time and loving it. Made me realise my ideal tv show is one where I can imagine living in that world or hanging out with the characters. Early Doors, Northen Exposure, The Good Life.

When she says Fuck off, I feel every ounce of it.

We just put curly kale, potatoes and butter in colcannon. Can't imagine parsnips or turnip in there. Best is making potatocakes with the leftovers. Anyone in #speirgorm put unusual things in colcannon?

Good early Halloween party today.

Mask making morning

This painting woke me this morning.

This cool building on Nassua st used to be a hotel. Check out the old lift cage.

Curious Irishism. In Lidl, a woman with a tray of eggs asking could she get by. Slightly panicked, she goes, "I'm up at the checkout." Evidently this was untrue, being, in fact, up at the eggs. Of course she meant, she'd left her trolley at the checkout while she went back to get eggs.

Controversial opinion, I know, but I really don't think the word 'creative' has any business being a noun.

I did not know that was the same actor in each of these movies. I particularly liked him in Batman.

Had a great workshop this morning with 6th class boys in Blackrock. They came up with poems about their own Irish mythical creatures based on negative emotions. We had monsters called Fearg, Éad and Buairt. Wild imaginations! One boy had a worry monster that lived inside him with hundreds of eyes.

So thrilled to have a poem in this issue!

For no particular reason. 5 TV intro tunes I'd never skip 1. Community 2. Parks and Recreation 3. Jeeves and Wooster 4. Black Beauty 5. The A Team

the púca takes many forms

Picked up Mythical Irish Beasts by Mark Joyce for my son. Hoping it captures his imagination. The pictures are gorgeous.

Can we have a consensus on what small talk is? I don't want to get into my deepest fears and desires with the weird bus stop cowboy but I don't mind acknowledging the bite in the air. Then again I'd rather stick my head in a beehive rather than tell an acquaintance what I "got up to" at the weekend.