What the deuce do we care?

Posted by on 14 Aug 2011 | Tagged as: Family

Don’t worry, Mom and Dad, they’re taking good care of me.

 

Hail! Hail! The gang’s all here…

Posted by on 14 Aug 2011 | Tagged as: Family, Luck of the Irish

Hide the valuables.  As if the economic woes of Ireland weren’t enough for it to bear, I show up again.

The family surprised us at Martine’s house.

We were quite surprised.  Although not quite as much as the pig:

 

 

Dinner at Tommy and Sanie’s

Posted by on 25 Aug 2010 | Tagged as: Family, Luck of the Irish, Marital Bliss, Parties

On the Thursday before the President’s Prize we had dinner at Tommy and Sanie’s. We ate at the dining room table. No one EVER eats there. I took a picture to make sure the rest of the family believed me.


Late Night.

Posted by on 25 Aug 2010 | Tagged as: Parties

The above video (click to play) shows that the craic and carry-on went late into the night. We escaped around half 2, but rumor has it there were still brave souls there at 6 in the morning.


At the President’s Table

Posted by on 25 Aug 2010 | Tagged as: Parties

John hosted an invite-only dinner Saturday evening. Apparently he made a mistake, because I was invited.

I think Esther noticed me taking pictures. Eugene clearly didn’t.


Coy

Posted by on 25 Aug 2010 | Tagged as: Family

Tommy and Cara Íosa


4 Generations

Posted by on 25 Aug 2010 | Tagged as: Family

Tommy, John, John’s son Mark, and John’s daughter Paula’s baby Rory.


It’s a Long Way

Posted by on 24 Aug 2010 | Tagged as: Luck of the Irish

All the prizes for the day are Tipperary crystal by Louise Kennedy.


Golf in the morning

Posted by on 24 Aug 2010 | Tagged as: Exercise

After a quick breakfast in the club house, Tommy set off with the best caddy his money could buy.

The video (click the image above) doesn’t do justice to the immense power of Tommy’s cack-handed swing. At the par 4 opener, he was nearly on the green with that shot.

We strolled up to the first green, still not near where Tommy’s shot landed.

He got in a bit of trouble on the 3rd. Perhaps his erstwhile caddy was giving bad advice.

Looking south from the 4th tee box, you can see again the accuracy of Irish weather reports.

And directly to the west, sailboats approach the breakwater.

After the 7th, I headed back in to the club house.


The President’s a Prize

Posted by on 24 Aug 2010 | Tagged as: Parties

Saturday saw John’s President’s Prize competition at the Arklow Golf Club. The coming posts take you through the day.


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