Human dross at the old Galway waterworks

in ireland

Oil tank

I stopped by the old waterworks on the Dyke Road while on my way home from a walk last Saturday. The light was bad-too bright and flat for any kind of interesting shooting-but if we we get a dull overcast or bright sunny light tomorrow I will go back. The waterworks are a fascinating place, all full of many interesting old and battered things to photograph and gawk at. There was a row of wonderful old and rusted tanks to one side of the building, and bits and pieces of washed up human detritus.

Baby chair

Sixteen days left until I move to the United States. Two weeks. I can’t believe it. It’s not just that 210 days of waiting will be over, but that there is a also a whole new empty chapter in my life that terrifies me.

Will I turn out like dad? I go above and beyond? I tell myself there’s no point in worrying, because I have already made my choices and I only have to see the consequences through to the end. Ah well. Want all, lose all.


in ireland

Mark Grealish

Dashing brigand, handsome rapscallion, father, crazy cat lady and the world's greatest lover and liar, living in Galway, Ireland.



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