the businessman, in his Suit and Tie

It's been the summeriest summer known to me in Ireland. It finally rained yesterday I got soaked. Never did I think I'd look forward to such a time. It meant I changed 3 times in work I felt like a walking fashion show. But I wasn't. There was loads of drinking in work after work yesterday which I can never decide if it's a good thing or not. Some people just seem to take it as immediate licence to violate section 23b (or whatever) of the newly issued company handbook and thrust their asses in the air for all the camera phones to capture in a a vigourous game of twister. I was encouraged to take part "because you do pilates", but my dignity prevailed and I just tutted from the sidelines. However on a good note there was lots of prosecco on offer. Fizzy shizz is my favourite drink these days. The wedding era got me into it. I also drank too much fizzy in catherine's gaff for her birthday t'other day for her birthday (HBC!) where I gave her what I believe to be the best life-affirming greeting card ever:

In other news on how our budding marraige is going, this pretty much sums it up. He may say other wise but I think I captured the inner Mark here. You can feel the love, see how happy he is: to be with me; to be getting his photo taken; in general. Never mind, we've recently found out the registrar that married us lives in the apartment block next door, so any fights we have I'm going knocking on his door "you married us - you bloody solve this! Who should make the tea?" Ah no, I'm only kidding. It's like this all the time now really. (Somebody should have told me that I'm such a shortarse, I got a bit of a fright when I saw this photo)


Now, does anyone else's mothers do this in photos? Sort of tends to the flowers, almost like she had grown them herself, and also to draw the viewers eye in to the wonder of nature. Mine does, obviously, and this photo is an homage to her.

Another example of summer here - a post work jaunt round Howth Head a couple of weeks ago with the ladies. A wonderful coming together of hiking and style I think you'll agree.

That's it now, and there yissers were thinking I'd given up the blogging. Keep you on your toes you see. (it's raining and I'm hungover, i'm at my peak)