Nov 19, 2010

This weekend ...


Aidan Higgins' autobiography, A Bestiary. It was originally published in Ireland and the UK as three separate volumes—Donkey's Years, Dog Days, and The Whole Hog—and captures this highly respected writer's life growing up in Kildare. I've actually had this book for a while and just never felt I had a window wide enough to commit to it, but today I picked it up (to press leaves in it) and I'm committed; it might be a while before I put it down again. I was in love seven lines in ...
"My first conscious memory is of our village being flooded, which would have been 1933 when I was but six years old. Our nanny, Nurse O'Reilly—a longshanked rawboned bucktoothed Cavanwoman of indeterminate age who took no nonsense from anybody but her superiors, who knew her place—would have been unable to push the pram much beyond the Abbey on the outskirts of Cellbridge, through the water lapping against the wall of Flynn's bicycle shop and flooding Darlington's forge."~Aidan Higgins (Donkey's Years)
Also reading

"Was it for this?" and editorial in Friday's Irish Times about the shame of accepting a bailout from the European Bank. 
"The true ignominy of our current situation is not that our sovereignty has been taken away from us, it is that we ourselves have squandered it."
"Ireland" is the first word I've been hearing on the radio every morning of late, and the last word at night, and if there's no such thing as bad publicity, I'm hoping that the constant repetition of Ireland, Ireland, Ireland will drive up tourism next year. If I worked for Bord Failte (hey, call me Bord Failte!) I'd offer less of a Bored Failte and hop on all this publicity to create a clever new ad campaign. Maybe I'll send them a few ideas ...


Nollaig Shona (Merry Christmas) wrapping paper from Belfast-based Placed design. Love the clean, uncheesy design, and love the idea of wrapping friends' gifts in Irish. $14 for 5 sheets

from The Cottage Log
Perhaps it's the anticipation of all the rich foods I'll be piling onto my plate/waistline next week, but I'm suddenly hungering for simple brown bread, like Nana makes it. Thinking to try out an Irish Brown Bread recipe found over at The Cottage Log (via Ill Seen Ill Said). I miss brown bread and butter and know already there's no way my two hands can make anything to rival my grandmother's, but I can't be at her table often enough for my appetite, so it's time I tossed some flour with some buttermilk.

Have a great weekend!

1 comment:

mise said...

I love the wrapping paper and the typewritten look of the font.

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