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Beyond the Pale - A 'pale' is a fencepost. The English Pale was a boundary in Ireland marking out the part of Ireland under direct English rule circa 1450 (which included Dublin and environs). Those that lived 'beyond the pale', outside of English rule, were considered out of control and uncivilised. You decide...

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Inside the Pale (and thereabouts) - London and Dublin

Best line from the movie Elf - "Santa! Oh my God! Santa's coming! I  KNOW him, I KNOW HIM"
TURKEY DAZE

Every now and then I like to check that Dublin and London still exist. They do. Phew!

In between the raindrops we made it to a great little spot in London's Soho for Italian tapas, Polpo, check it out. If posh meatballs isn't your style go to any cafe in South London for your breakfast and you will feel like you have stumbled onto the set of Eastenders (btw, it's pronounced 'Kaff' by the locals). The people are real people, the food is real food, the grease is real greasy, bring it on.


Thursday, December 13, 2012

San Diego - You Stay Classy


GASLAMPS, GORILLAS AND OTHER HAUNTS


San Diego is a lot of things – it’s the oldest city in California, it’s considered one of the most chilled out cities in the States, and it’s where one of the funniest movies of all time was set – Anchorman.

It was the perfect spot for a pre Christmas, post Thanksgiving, mid Sentence get away.


Monday, December 3, 2012

Fog Lines - Shaken not Stirred

She's got the weight of the world on her shoulders

FIREWORKS, EARTHQUAKES AND SKY SCRAPERS

Last week I had the pleasure of being fingerprinted for the FBI. Teeeeechnically it’s part of a process to work in the States (same girl, same company, different country) but I like to think I am being secretly scouted for a mission, “going Downtown to Chinatown” (to do some shopping or something!).


Sunday, November 18, 2012

Fog Lines - Four Seasons in Four Blocks

San Francisco Baby!
SAN FRANCISCO - THE 411, THE SKINNY, THE INTEL

I've been talking about living in America since St Patrick was tearing around Ireland after snakes. I grew up reading American books, watching American TV, listening to American music, I culturally binged on the U S of A. It was inevitable a day would come when I called the most talked about country in the world 'home'. In fact, when I first met Dom, while we were both backpacking in Australia, I told him three things...


Sunday, June 17, 2012

Hawaii - Obama's backyard (Part 2)

Girls night out

LEI IT ON ME, OAHU

Waikiki beach is where “theDuke” invented modern day surfing. It manages to mix the chilled surfer attitude with the crack and sway of Honolulu city. It’s where all the hotels have pitched up so the competition creates good deals on the internet, all the usual names are there. After splurging on the Big Island I didn’t have the readies to stay anywhere very flash but if I could have I would have gone for the Surfrider. We did the next best thing and hung out there! Sitting on a veranda in a cushioned hardwood deckchair that is big enough to swallow you whole, watching the waves crash as the sun sets, drinking Kona coffee (I knew I’d come around to the coffee sooner or later)...devine.


Friday, June 8, 2012

Hawaii - Obama's backyard (Part 1)


ALOHA FROM THE BIG ISLAND

Hawaii – what a kip! No, no, of course it isn’t, legions of honeymooners can’t all be wrong, it is indeed Para-para-paradise .

With the fumes of London still fresh in my hair I landed in Kona International Airport (it makes Shannon airport look like JFK). Having been apart from Dom for two months I thought I’ll have plenty of time to nip into a “restroom” and eradicate said hair fumes, etc, before our epic romantic movie reunion in the arrivals hall...


Friday, June 1, 2012

Goodbye Job, Goodbye London, Hello New Opportunities, Hello San Francisco


DEAR WORK

Today is my last day [before we move with Dom's job to San Francisco] so it's my final chance to trot out my well worn phrase... "thanks a million". This time I mean it (not that I didn't mean it the 25 times per day I used it before!).

It's hard to leave London, and it will be tough to be far away from Dublin,