May 29, 2009 | Leave a Comment

I flew into Shannon on Monday and drove down to Kerry, where I met up with June and Ian. We played golf in the glorious sunny weather – after getting soaked in a downpour while walking on the beach – and enjoyed the spectacular scenery at Dooks. Had some great seafood there, too.

Alas, the visit was all too short. I headed up to Dublin on Tuesday afternoon for a conference on Wednesday. That night I met up with Niall to check out his new house, and then on Thursday had dinner with himself, Donal and Fr. Eoghan, at which we regaled each other with our usual incomparable wit.
Friday was a relaxing day, with a business lunch after catching up with Mary for morning coffee before her trip to Westport for the long weekend. After dining al fresco at the Club, it was off to Ann’s for afternoon tea with herself, Tim and Caitriona, before returning to the Club for dinner, stopping off to meet Eithne who was home from Poland.
Saturday was a busy day; after a leisurely breakfast I met Leanne and Mr. F for a late lunch, John B for coffee in Bewley’s, our old haunt, and then a few pints with Brendan before heading out to Clontarf to meet Frank for a beer in Harry’s, and then back to meet Noriko for supper.
Sunday was a very lazy day; met Dave and Nadia for breakfast and a stroll in St. Stephen’s Green before sitting out in the sun with a book for the afternoon, followed by dinner at Ann’s where I met Niall and Maria again, en famille. Finally, Monday morning saw me at the airport for an early morning flight back to New York.



The two older kids have been having fun on their new bikes, keen to go with me through the neighborhood parks. They’ve also been going fishing, with varying degrees of success. Conall, meanwhile, is happy to chase the ducks at the local fishing spot while the older two are working on dinner.
Conall is getting to be very talkative, chattering away non-stop. And some of it is even intelligible. Unlike the other two at his age, he loves to be outdoors and exploring; so much so that we have had to put an additional lock on the door to keep him inside.
He’s a budding naturalist; Orla thinks he’s hilarious. She took great fun in describing to me how he found an ant and was sitting on the floor in the kitchen, holding it in his hand and saying “so cute, so cute“. However, the ant must have bitten him because next minute he stood up, threw it to the floor, and stood stamping on it as he yelled “Cute. Not.

I’ve been doing quite a bit of travelling. Classes finished in the city so I don’t have to head in for my weekly sessions, but I took a road trip to Dayton, Ohio last week for an amateur radio convention. That was a lot of fun, and the new truck worked out well. Next thing is to install my new submarine antenna in the truck ! Meanwhile, I’m off to Ireland for a week in a couple of days.