i'm not even sure how much more eating i can do this weekend. i might just have to go to work tomorrow in order to stop it. the mini marathon was on today, which made mark take 1hr 15 to travel about 5km, and this was hours before the aul bints had even started huffing and puffing their way around. Ah i'm only messin, i did it one year, and it was such an achievement i haven't done it again since for fear of being slower. then to cement a good excuse for not having to do it again, i went and got married on the june bank holiday weekend, in order to maybe having better plans every year for infinity.

we went and ate in itsa4 instead. ho hum. good company, and good brownies mind! we strolled for about 15 minutes. Tom & Liz made noises about going to the Forty Foot. Madsers. We've come home to veg instead, and as a nerdy treat decided to go through the Port Tunnel. 3 yo's on the weekend, up to €12 at other times. yikes.

But the most exciting part of the trip was the discovery that they're building a massive pope where the Point Depot used to be, or else he's doing a show:


then i did some messing out the sunroof