Don’t ‘Kill Bill’

Snapped these happy chappies in Portmarnock a while back. They have no fear of the camera or anything else for that matter and almost get themselves run over on a daily basis as they jump the wall onto the busy road nearby. Motorists please note…

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Majestic Mayo

Had a great trip to Clifden last year and took the Nikon with me around the hills of Connemara, there really is nowhere like it in the World.

This was shot somewhere along the way from Clifden to Renvyle and back.
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We had the craic…

Field of gold

Stopped by the roadside yesterday in Meath (R154) to snap this field of gold just beside the now defunct Warrenstown Arms. I remembered I once played a gig in Warrenstown College back in the day, it was great craic and absolute mayhem at the same time.

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It was actually a dark shitty day with very dark clouds, but it gave a lot of atmosphere, I brightened the clouds up a bit with a bit of help from Lightroom. What do you think?

Is Morrissey having a giraffe?

Is Morrissey having a giraffe? Or is he perhaps lounging somewhere in Stuttgart draped in a black cape laughing his head off like Count from Sesame Street or am I the only blogger on the planet that genuinely likes his new book ‘List of the Lost’? I don’t think so! These reviews are harsh, almost vindictive. Surely such venomous wrath should be reserved for specimens the likes of the Karcrashians. Christ on a bike, it’s unreal! Is it disdain I wonder, for the words themselves that dwell between the FSC certified paper that stir such angst in people?  What have we become? A race of cripples to pangs of rage and jealousy? Can we no longer write about the things we love?  Is it the fact that a gentle solitary soul with no mind to cause harm to a living thing on earth could actually be cursed with not one, but two outrageous talents that is equalled by few? It can’t be the paltry sum for which some may have parted with for the drama of fiction as they would most probably squander the same if not MORE on a snivelling git like Ronald McDonald or Kentucky Fried Hell basket of death given half a chance. The mind boggles. More questions than answers. Maybe it’s this demented mind that is disillusioned from the heat of the midday sun or the slurp of one too many sangria under the Ibiza sky that thinks this book is actually quite good if not, dare I say a work of art. But who knows and does anyone care? Answers on a post to the above please.. This in not a book review of any description just a hangover on human behaviour, for humans  have fascinated us for decades and it would surely be a dull dark dreary world if we were all the same. God forbid! As usual, the moral rights of the author has been sadly averted in this case so I find I have no choice but to balance the books. With thanks and praise to Whores In Retirement as always.  mrdjdwyer, somewhere in Ibiza town, celebrating great art from a great artist, on his birthday 10/10/2015, mine not his.

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Posh Pair

All over Dublin, you can find pairs of shoes dangling from telephone wires. This has got to be the poshest pair I have seen. At Leonards Corner cross roads of South Circular Rd and Clanbrassil Street is where these pair can be found. Some say they signify were drugs can be bought while others say it signifies a person in the neighbourhood has died. Whatever the reason, I likey 😜 shot from the car on the iphone.