Self-hatred

Posts Tagged ‘mum’

So, I went to Galway

As promised. I avoided talking to mum on the phone, and instead walked into the house at half one. I spent five minutes painfully trying to describe my mental state before mum answered a phone call from her friend and started to gossip. I bid her goodbye, and walked out. The worst part were two [...]

You know you are arguing with my family when…

‎”Can you buy me string bin liners?” “Sure, what size?” “STRING bin liners.” “What size are they?” “They have a drawstring.” “What size is the bin?” “I don’t know. Just buy ones with a drawstring.” “How do you not know how big the bin is?” “When I go to Dunnes, I just buy the string [...]

[Photography] Garret’s second birthday

(The images were all culled from my Instagram feed. Hint, nudge, wink wink.) Garrett turned two last Thursday, although we deferred his party until Saturday so my family could come up to Galway to eat our food and use our wate…join in to the joyous celebrations of my son’s birth. And yeah, I had school [...]

Hailing Mary

I’m going to get yelled at for the first photograph. My mum has this almost-magical ability to flinch, scowl and project distaste when she comes into the field of a view of a camera. Doesn’t matter none if you’re using a fisheye or 50 metres down the down the road peeping through a long telephoto. [...]

Photoshoot: Karmen on her tricycle

Yesterday I met mum Hillary and Karmen at Cottonwood Canyon Park in Summerlin for an early-morning photoshoot. It was fun: the weather was perfect, Karmen mugged wonderfully for the camera and mum Hillary was radiant. We ran for a 90 minutes, changed outfits, posed on steps, rolled in the grass and otherwise everyone had a [...]

How many degrees of separation, you say?

One fact about Ireland that I’m at pains to stress is that, within a few degrees of separation, everyone on our fair isle knows virtually everyone else, especially within given communities. Idon’t feel that it’s a stretchto saythat most of the gaming (roleplaying/war games/ccg) community knows almost everyone else, at least by sight. I vividly [...]