A leap into blogland on this wild and wintry March night. I live in East Clare in a cottage in the hills. I'm amazed the broadband is still working. Wind and rain and ice and snow get into the workings across the valley where the box that does things sits on Paddy Tuohy's barn roof. The signal has to come from Tountinna Mountain beside Lough Derg, past the Scarriff factory to the barn across the valley from me. Bounce, and over to the box on my roof. There's a lot that can go wrong.
I'm glad we brought Winter Solstice down from Shannon Harbour to Portumna on Sunday. Wind and rain are no fun when you're boating. We had to travel on one engine as the other one wouldn't start. It can be difficult berthing as the boat wants to go in a circle.
The Skipper & Her Mate
The story of Winter Solstice, Joe and I on the Irish Waterways. Published by New Island Books, Dublin.
Unbelonging
My debut poetry collection.
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- Two blogs now. Floating Boater is mostly about our life on the waterways of Ireland on Winter Solstice, our timber cruiser. She's a Rampart 32 built in 1969 in Southampton. She was one of the last this size to come out of the Rampart boatyard – plastic was the material of the future. So a classic but with a definite sixties bent. Every summer we take off on the astonishingly varied waterways of Ireland and enter another, sweeter world. In between I tend my vegetables, look after our acre or so of garden in East Clare, write poetry, and teach and play flute. I occasionally have to do other paid work too. We're on the move from our present house and I have a new acre to begin. So Mucky Fingernails is the gardening wing. It's a record of the creation of a new garden, starting from an open field.
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