Diablevert

Busy busy

So I’ve had a busy couple of weeks. First off, I got a job. It’s a law office, which is not too exciting, but the people are very nice and I get two Tea & Toast Breaks, with company’s own biscuits, so that’s good stuff.

More importantly, Éclair and Lady P. have arrived and we’re about a quarter-way through the town, paint pots in hand. They got here Saturday afternoon and we went out for a nice dinner in Temple Bar and then we went to Grogan’s, where we had some interested experiences with the locals --- though we’re pretty sure we didn’t believe that guy with the missing finger who kept telling us his great-grandmother was Molly Malone, and then to Hogan’s and then to Ri-Ra. Then we went home, smoothly jumping the cab queue like the city slickers we are.

Yesterday, after a leisurely breakfast, we went to the Wax Museum. It was awesomely cheesy and incredibly hilarious. I plan to take y’all there if you visit, so I don’t want to ruin anything, but let me just say that even if a notice in the lobby did not tell you the Museum was founded in 1983, you would know. Or perhaps I should simply say that if I had to describe it in one word, that word would be: Popemobile. Uh-huh. Oh, yeah, baby.

Then we wandered around a creepy old deconsecrated church, with the November weather doing some nice background work to add to the atmosphere, which made Eclaire happy. Then we went out to a Spanish place by the quays which was really quite excellent, had a pint at the Foggy Dew, and walked home, through a fair bit of fog and dew --- we split the difference and called it Irish Mist.

Today, the two of them are off to check out Newgrange in Louth which has some prehistoric temple-village-cave-ruin things.

I’m off to plan my Thanksgiving dinner (to be given this Saturday, as I don’t have Thursday off).

Anybody know where I can get some cranberries up in this piece?