I find nothing to complain about in such a crazy turn of events.
This is the cross I bear. My niece is the worst. Woe is me. Life is pain.
Taken from a bus somewhere in Westmeath.
Taken while I leant out my bedroom window, of all places!
On the occasion of Ella’s religious thingy.
This was the best of a set of panoramas I captured from the bus as it went through town. More than the rest, this one shows Moate’s character.