May 12 2008
Weekend In Waterford
Finding time to write these blogs can be tough and I do wonder how so many bloggers can write at such length while also having a social life.
Running for the bus on Friday after work, trying desperately to get home early (knowing we had a long journey ahead that evening), my mind was attempting to formulate its thoughts on TodayFM, some old movies and the influence of blogging on the lives of the common man. I used the hour’s bus ride home to write a couple of posts for the weekend and when I got home, I set them to publish at intervals over Saturday and Sunday. Is this how other people do it? Maybe I just need to find my rhythm and routine.
We finally set off (Lottie, Mary and I) at 8 o’clock on Friday evening, heading for Waterford to visit R and her boyfriend, Brian. And what ensued was a brilliant weekend of copious alcohol intake and long conversations (some meaningful, most meaningless) deep into the night. In contrast with many of our weekends away with friends, MarioKart, Singstar, Karaoke, even the TV barely featured. It was a good old fashioned talk-a-load-of-crap sojourn.
R is a girl I was friends with many years ago, when we were all praying for an end to our school days. We met when our two groups of friends combined for nights out and always got on very well together. 
In 2000, when Lottie and I abandoned Wicklow in favour of the Big Smoke, I lost touch with even my best friends at the time, so it is hardly shocking that my associations with R fell by the wayside too. Early last year, thanks to the forums I frequented, I began chatting with an argumentative, feisty and brilliant girl. It took us a very short time to recognise each other and instantly renewed our friendship. No, we formed a new friendship, in fact. Void of any pretence or veiled intentions – she became one of my best mates.
Last August, I think, she began seeing Brian, a truly lovely guy, who I immediately clicked with. He’s odd, attention seeking, nerdish and bookish and loves his movies – we were destined to hit it off.
So, Saturday night saw us dine out in a wonderful Asian restaurant in Waterford city (it is a city, isn’t it?) to celebrate Brian’s birthday. The food was wonderful, the drink flowed freely and the company was perfect.
Happy Birthday, Sir, and thank you both for having us down for the weekend.
Love the second picture, did you take it?
Sorry for spreading three plugs for my page all over yours the other day, the first two comments I put up didn’t seem to work at the time and I didn’t check them before I put the third one up later on. Thanks for your comment yesterday, I’ve managed a long and rambly post today.
It’s a great pic, isn’t it. Liz set it up on the timer. She has a brilliant eye for finding the right shots.
Feel free to plug plug plug. I plan on dedicating a post to you shortly, but I’m currently humming and hawing over m next post. It’s a very important one – the big one zero zero!!
Also, I just read today’s post and I’ll comment shortly. If you’re interested, here is an early post of mine on Blogging. You may have already read it.
Yes Waterford is a city, the oldest city in the country and the fifth largest (why oh why wont the TV3 weather map recognise us!) Glad you enjoyed your trip down to the sunny south east and survived to tell the tale.
Hey Jamie! Didn’t know you hailed from down that direction. Sure, we’ll drag you out for a few pints the next time we’re down.
Who has the photo’s of the beer experiment??!!
@Mary Here you go!
Oh I forgot about that one, but what about the one in the batroom??