Feel the burn So last night was Eleventh Night, when massive, fuck-you-climate-change bonfires are lit all over Northern Ireland. This is supposedly to celebrate King Billy’s victory over King Charles in 1690 (i.e. the beginning of the Protestant Ascendancy in Ireland, when Irish people lost most of their
Smile pretty I had two Skype interviews today. One with two people in Edinburgh that lasted 45 minutes and another with two people in London that lasted 90 minutes. Imagine trying to stay on your toes that long, having quick, thoughtful, revealing but not too revealing answers to each of the dozens
Derry Day I learned that the train to Derry is 7 pounds roundtrip on Sundays--normally more like 22. So I went to Derry for the day today. The clipper yachts are in town, so there’s a maritime festival on. These ocean racing yachts are very sleek modern affairs with a
Allotted time Yesterday I wanted to go to the Comber Farmer’s Market (held once a month, I’ve never been before) and today I wanted to go to St. George’s Market in Belfast to check out a rug dealer I heard about who is there on Fridays. Both days I
Brexit binge “Explain the long term economic and investment implications of the Brexit vote in 1000 words.” That is my assignment from a potential employer. I spent most of the day researching this. Possible effect on U.K. bonds? Equities? Employment? How the hell should I know? I wrote three paragraphs, deleted
I beg your pardon Since regular readers know I have a corny sense of humour, it is a safe bet photos from the Sir Thomas and Lady Dixon international test rose gardens will follow. I spent most of the day working on quarterly performance reports--taking a break for a hair cut. In the
Plan B Last week I had a terribly humbling conversation with a recruiter. I had applied for a programme manager job with the Institutional Investor Group on Climate Change, one of my prime targets. “But you’re a journalist,” she said. “I worked for financial companies for the past 18 years,” says
Anxiety When I was a wee lass, my mom was always packing me off somewhere--summer camp, kindergarten, catechism, parties for kids I didn’t know. I responded by clinging to her or my sister--just horrified at the prospect of being left with strangers. As David took me downtown to
The Grapes of Rath Last night me & my fellow Rathlin hikers went out for dinner at the single pub on the island. A man was having his 70th birthday at the pub so the whole island (pop. 85) was invited. It was very festive--all the island’s children running around with their
Rathlin Island Today I joined a MeetUp group for a trip to Rathlin Island. I drove with three other women to Ballycastle, which looks like this in the morning: And this: In the distance is Fairhead, which will show up later in a photo from the southern tip of Rathlin Island. We
Happiness is ... ... visiting an old friend. I worked with Aelish for a good part of my 15 years at Vanguard. Aelish is originally from Castlewellan, about 45 minutes from my house. She’s home visiting her family and I went to see her for a coffee. Five hours later I drove home
The Battle of the Somme Tomorrow is the 100th anniversary of the beginning of the Battle of the Somme, in which one million soldiers were killed or wounded. It’s hard to get my head around that number. The 36th (Ulster) Division played a pivotal role in the battle. “It was made up of members
Teen Heart throb My idol as a teenager was Bob Geldof--later Sir Bob in honour of his Live Aid fundraisers and his work in Africa. Tonight I watched a BBC documentary he did about poet W.B. Yeats, another of my favs. It was fascinating. I didn’t know much about Yeats’
The Dark Side I am generally annoying with visitors, listing all the things I love about Ireland and don’t miss about the U.S. I think that’s only natural when you are in an adopted homeland. Of course I get kicked in the butt when Ulster’s dark side emerges. Meade
In the footsteps of giants So today was North Antrim Coast day. We started with an Ulster fry breakfast at a nearby restaurant then drove north to Dunluce Castle near Portrush. Here are Meade & Erin at Dunluce: While Erin looks tiny, it’s all relative: Meade is 6’7”. We enjoyed wandering through the
Brexit or Wrexit? Yesterday UK voters cast ballots on whether to remain part of the European Union or leave the bloc of 28 countries. By a 52-48 margin, Brexiters won. Which seemed to surprise them. The Brexit leaders, including Boris Johnson, are a bunch of loud-mouthed, extremely privileged bad boys who
Comber Earlies Today I went AWOL from my duties of preparing for company and searching for a job. I went to the Comber Earlies festival. Comber is a quaint little town about 20 minutes from the house and it is famous for its potatoes, the earliest harvested. The farmer I bought my
Another day in Belfast I was sitting in my car eating lunch today, as I had an hour to kill between meetings and it seemed easiest to pack a lunch. I had the windows down and was listening to a call-in program on which tomorrow’s Brexit vote was being discussed. I was
Clonard I used to try to do an entry every day and now I’m lumping things together, as my life is neither interesting nor picturesque when I’m not traveling. Yesterday’s highlight was choir practice and today’s outing was to Clonard monastery, home of the Redemptorists. Clonard hosts
Video virtuoso As I took Ronnie to Q-Con today, he told me of the many events he attended (Whose Line is it Anyway improv; a dating game where guys answered questions as a video character and the potential date had to guess which character; video game contests; panels; films; concerts). He
The Glens of Antrim Today I took David to the airport so he could fly to Sheffield to visit his sister for the weekend. Then I took my friend Julie’s son to Queen’s for Q-Con. Ronnie is staying with me for the weekend so he can join 3,000 other young
GAWA gone gaga Thursday found mom and I on a bus to Dublin, where I handed her off to a friendly Bulgarian woman who would escort her to her gate in a wheelchair. Mom can walk a decent amount, but airports are tough. U.S. travellers go through customs in Dublin instead of
End of the road This entry covers the final two full days of mom’s trip. Tuesday was tea and buns with choirmate Monica, who graciously tolerated me inviting mom and myself over. She and her husband designed their home to be able to age gracefully in place, including wheelchair-adapted showers, an elevator,
A mere grocer Today we met Hillary in Bangor for lunch, Hillary being the former owner of our house. We had a ladies lunch in Bangor then we went to the Royal Ulster Yacht Club, where Hillary’s a member, for a quick tour. The yacht club doesn’t serve lunch on Mondays,
Queen Betty Mom attended church with me and, unfortunately, the choir didn’t sing in harmony today. There weren’t many of us and we sang in unison. Afterwards, we went to Hillsborough Castle, the queen’s residence in Northern Ireland. I was surprised by the access we had to the castle-
