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Attack of the Circus.

galwaynutter — Tue, 04 Jan 2011 22:34:39 +0000

Attack of the Circus.

So, Galway Community Circus had our show in The Black Box here in Galway at the end of last month. Once again I had the chance of taking some great shots of some amazing young performers. They ranged in age from 5 to 28 years old & they were all wonderful. It was the first ever performance by our new little Flea Circus. They are the most adorable little ones.

One of our little Fleas.

I was so proud of Nicola during the show. She has gained so much confidence thanks to Chantal & Jess working with her. It is a testament to Jess’s patience how much Nic has come along.

My Baby Girl.

I am really looking forward to the DVD of the show.

It was performed in connection with the wonderful aerial dance troupe Fidget Feet from Donegal who will be performing The Snow Queen later this month, also in The Black Box. I’m so looking forward to going. As always it’s going to be a great show. Hopefully The Black Box will have got their acts together & have the heating fixed by then.

The ravings of an intermittent insomniac.

galwaynutter — Tue, 04 Jan 2011 09:15:09 +0000

I’ve decided to give this blog thing a go again & I don’t know why, but I thought going back through some of my late night post of the last year on Facebook might be a good way to start seeing as sleep hasn’t been my friend lately. I really need to give Trev my phone when I go to bed. haha Have a read & a bit of a giggle as I did. lol

SLEEP!!!! Stop hiding! Are you a man or a mouse? *squeak* Who said that?

Almost 6.30am & not a wink of sleep has been had. I think its hiding behind the wardrobe. I tried to check under the bed but thats not an easy thing to do when its a divan (box) base. Nearly fell out on top of me head. Haha I think I’m just going to have to go get some cheese to coax it out of hiding. Then batter it over the head with a mallet for going behind the wardrobe in the fist place. ‘Here sleepy, sleepy, sleepy. I promise it won’t hurt….. Much!’ ;oP

Ah insomnia, I see you have returned once again to stick your wretched pins in the backs of my eyes. Why do you feel the need to torture me so? Remove your horrid self from my bed & let me rest soundly I beg of thee.

Ok, its stupid o’clock I should be sleeping. Night.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz Agh a snake! Oh, is ok, its just my foot. Panic averted.
ZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

So sleep, its back to this old game again? You & I sitting staring at each other over the duvet cover. Each of us willing the other to make the first move. Well this game has got to end & its going to end with one of us getting hurt & I promise you its not going to be me. *lifts a very large wooden mallet over her head & stands in a stance any Viking would be proud of* Go ahead punk, make my night!

Sleep, you’re like the bold child who gets up & runs off to hide as its mother tries to change its nappy. I can see your wrigley, wrinkly little arse running down the corridor & I know you’re going to hide under the kitchen table, so why not come out here & get it over with? I need sleep!!!

Sleep & pain do not good bed-fellows make. I’m bored of reading & theres no one on here. I guess its back to counting sheep. But that never works for me because the little feckers are too bouncy. I never know what ones I’ve counted. I guess I could dye them different colours. Ok,I’m off to dye some sheep!

Sleep? Sleep? Come out, come out where ever you are. We can do this the hard way or the easy way. & put it this way the hard way involves a large rubber mallet. Its up to you.

Sleep, sleep, where for arth thou…cow if you don’t stop mooing I’m gonna have some very fresh T-bones for dinner tomorrow! Mmmmm… Mushrooms.

Why, even though I’m shattered is sleep being so elusive? I am here studying the back of my eyelids, but nothing is happening! I need sleep. I’d give St. Anthony a tenner for just 5 minutes at this point. ;oP

Sleep,oh sleep,where for arth thou sleep because I know you’re not in my bed you annoying fecker! So tired! Anyone got a mallet? Timmy where are you when I need you???

Wright N’ Crafty

galwaynutter — Mon, 26 Oct 2009 18:50:02 +0000

She's Wright & I'm just Crafty. ;oP

Myself & Vonnie have been very industrious of late & have been having fun making loads of different things. I’ve been crocheting, drawing & wood burning & Vonnie has been knitting the most amazingly beautiful things. You name it she’s knitting it.

Now, this is why I’m writing this post. I’m thinking of setting up a blog dedicated to our creations. I’m wondering if there is already enough blogs out there dedicated to Arts & Crafts? Would it be a good idea? What does everyone think? Is it worth a go? What would be the best way to market it? & on the subject of the name can it be copyrighted? Should it be? I think it’s a great name & I don’t want it copied.

Sun, in Ireland???

galwaynutter — Fri, 07 Aug 2009 20:57:28 +0000

What do you call an Irish man with a tan? An import.

hehehe Sorry, I couldn’t resist. Where is this lovely Summer we were supposed to have?

Well here is a nice sun in progress for you all to enjoy.

: The only kind of sun in Ireland

The finished product.

A ray of sunshine.

A genius is gone

galwaynutter — Thu, 06 Aug 2009 22:46:48 +0000

John Hughes Dies

Posted Aug 6th 2009 4:43PM by TMZ Staff

John Hughes has died of a heart attack.

Hughes suffered the heart attack while taking a morning walk during a trip to NYC to visit family.

He directed such ’80s hit films as “The Breakfast Club,” Weird Science,” “Sixteen Candles” and “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off.”

He was 59.

Story developing…

I loved his work. He was a true great. He will be missed.

Pain in the Arr…Back

galwaynutter — Thu, 06 Aug 2009 09:08:16 +0000

In a a lot of ways back pain is like a migraine. It hurts to even think about doing something, to breath, to blink. Just the thought of moving hurts. I hate it. Why does it have to hurt so much. I wish I could just go to bed & wake up & be pain free. But that’s not going to happen. Oh well, time to hobble off to get more things done.

You can’t do whatever you want.

galwaynutter — Wed, 05 Aug 2009 20:00:39 +0000

Just because you have bought a bottle of industrial strength bleach & poured it all over your hair doesn’t give you the right to walk out in front of my car. & then give me a dirty look when I nearly run you over. Open your bleached blond eye lashes the next time or I might get blinded by the sun glinting off the peroxided head & not be able to stop in time.

Back to Celtic Design.

galwaynutter — Tue, 04 Aug 2009 21:55:32 +0000

What with everything I haven’t had time to do too much design lately. But since I found the wonderful Feanor Craft Shop in Bohermore I’ve decided it’s time I tried to get back into it.
Here is what I’m starting with:

Celtic Hanging Boxes.

I’ll keep this updated. I’m hoping to solder the designs onto the wood, but I’m going to have to test the soldering iron on a different piece of wood first though. I’ve never soldered onto wood before & I haven’t used a soldering iron since I was younger then Nic.

Ready for soldering.

Ready for Soldering.

The Soldering Has Started.

The Soldering has started.

Thanks TMZ

galwaynutter — Tue, 04 Aug 2009 19:06:23 +0000

Thanks again to TMZ for bringing us this one.

The Giant Pink Bunny in the Room

Posted Aug 4th 2009 1:40AM by TMZ Staff

Why ski the Italian Alps when you can climb a giant pink bunny?!

This slightly creepy 200 foot toy pink wool rabbit was erected on an Italian mountainside as part of an art installation and will remain until 2025 for hikers to climb.

Eat your heart out Mt. Everest.

Nicola Slide-show.

galwaynutter — Fri, 31 Jul 2009 22:43:24 +0000

Just trying out the new slide-show on www.picnik.com

http://www.picnik.com/show/id/5323113940_BFnfk

It’s not that bad. I wish I was able to embed it on here though. It would be a lot handier. Oh well. Maybe some day I might. For now you’ll have to clickey, clickey.

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Attack of the Circus.

The ravings of an intermittent insomniac.

Ok, its stupid o’clock I should be sleeping. Night. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz Agh a snake! Oh, is ok, its just my foot. Panic averted. ZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Sleep, you’re like the bold child who gets up & runs off to hide as its mother tries to change its nappy. I can see your wrigley, wrinkly little arse running down the corridor & I know you’re going to hide under the kitchen table, so why not come out here & get it over with? I need sleep!!!

Sleep? Sleep? Come out, come out where ever you are. We can do this the hard way or the easy way. & put it this way the hard way involves a large rubber mallet. Its up to you.

Why, even though I’m shattered is sleep being so elusive? I am here studying the back of my eyelids, but nothing is happening! I need sleep. I’d give St. Anthony a tenner for just 5 minutes at this point. ;oP

Wright N’ Crafty

Sun, in Ireland???

A genius is gone

John Hughes Dies

Pain in the Arr…Back

You can’t do whatever you want.

Back to Celtic Design.

Thanks TMZ

The Giant Pink Bunny in the Room

Nicola Slide-show.

Ok, its stupid o’clock I should be sleeping. Night.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz Agh a snake! Oh, is ok, its just my foot. Panic averted.
ZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz