peripheral ireland

Hail all, it is I, Matt, fresh-faced and windswept after three weeks on the Beara Peninsula, the outcrop of Ireland shared by Cork and Kerry. To say it was great would be an understatement. It was fantastic. Three weeks of tooling around, going to the beach, drinking pints in the afternoon, drinking pints in the evening, smoking in pubs whilst having a late drink, meeting film stars and musicians and poets.

After my last piss take post I was very surprised when my wife and sister-in-law bumped into Colin Farrell down there. He was doing a bit of tooling around himself before filming started on the latest Neil Jordan film. He’s looking a bit skinny these days but he’s still a big hit with the chicks. A few days later we bumped into Neil Jordan whilst he was having a day out at the beach with his family. There was also a poetry reading as part of a festival to honour the late Dave Caffrey where Theo Dorgan did his bit. To top it all we came in at fourth place in the local pub quiz. None other than Barry Devlin, ex-Horslips, led the winning team. The brainy fucker.

It’s nice to be back in Dublin and to get away from the hubbub. I’ve a lot of record shopping to do in the next few days so I’ll no doubt have lots to write about then.

holiday snaps

Here's a few photos from the last three weeks. I especially like the one taken from the dashboard of the car. It's the quintessential Irish picture postcard that usually has something witty like 'Traffic Jam - West Cork' written on it. It's the one with the sheep for anyone who's confused. Since I haven't bought any new or old music in three weeks I've nothing to write about until I get some.