Words from an Irishman on his way home...

Saturday 2 August 2008

In between downpours


I have been in front of the computer all day, and yet I have gotten nothing done. I still have more than 8,000 words to write, and all the chapters that have already been signed off still need editing. I think my lofty goal of getting everything done before my induction course on August 5th is just pie in the sky... chateaux en Espagne...
The weather has been atrocious all day, with torrential rain and even flash-flooding in the south of the country. In one town in Cork, they got one month's rain in five hours. In between downpours, though, I took the chance to take a walk down to the seafront. I'm trying, at least, to keep my ten-thousand steps a day thing going, even as my word count flounders around the hundreds.
I don't think Ireland is a particularly beautiful country: I know many people that do, but I don't. Except when you look up - the skies in this part of the world are beautiful. I think the one that I caught out on my walk is a good example.

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