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A leisurely morning…

It’s been a while since I’ve been into town super early and had a few hours to kill. Having a few hours to kill always makes it sound like you’ve nothing to do with your life and you’re a sad person. That’s not the case though. But I’m going to go ahead and justify my free hours anyway, by saying that if I hadn’t bothered going into town I’d have just been sleeping those hours away. I prefer to be up and about, even if it means I spend money on things I don’t need.

I started out by going to Gusto for one of their amazing raspberry scones and a large cappuccino. I sat there for over an hour probably, reading The Perks of Being a Wallflower. It was nice. The time sort of flew. I even bumped into someone I knew there, Darren, from Canadian arts company Mammalian Diving Reflex. I like that. Just sitting there, and then you see someone you know and have a quick chat. Eventually I left Gusto and wandered out onto the lonely streets.

Not really, but they were still pretty quiet. That’s the one thing that annoys me about Cork really. I just find it too quiet at times.. Whenever I’m in town with feck all to do and I’ve already had a fill of caffeine, I just go looking around shops. I bought a few bits in Topshop the other day so I didn’t need to look through that fecking shop again, but I did head into Oasis. They had a sale, which is what attracted me in in the first place. I got a green short sleeved t-shirt. It’s a really nice, almost silky, material and it strikes the perfect balance between fitted and loose. Happy.

Then I went to the Crawford art gallery, because I think appreciating art will  make me cool. I jest. Nah, I just like the building. It’s nice to wander around inside and just look at whatever exhibition is on. There’s no need to critically analyse every piece, but just kind of absorb all the stuff around you. It’s really peaceful too, which is nice. I love the contrast between the old collection and the newer exhibitions. You walk through those glass doors and it’s like a different world. The exhibition part is all clean, modern lines, high ceilings, quite minimalist. The older parts of the gallery are warmer colours, with plenty of wooden furniture. The art is, of course, hugely different too.

After that, I went to Easons. I don’t really know why, to look at books or something I guess? And I did end up buying some book, purely because it was €1.99. ‘We Are Gold’ I think it’s called.. Whatever, I wouldn’t even have a coffee for the price of it.

From there I headed over to Plugd to show Albert the article I wrote in the magazine that won the award. He seemed to like it. He laughed a few times, which is always a good sign, and he was pretty impressed with it overall too. Then I listened to some choons, and bought a Sea Lion CD. We had a nice chat, and then Albert told me I should rehydrate before my trek to Kinsale. Maybe he thought I was walking, ’cause getting the bus ain’t that hard.. Still though, I respected the wisdom of my elders and I went to M&S for their savage lemonade, and got a pack of crunchy granola bars in Tesco.

And then I went to Kinsale to work in the box office. It was a good day.

It crossed my mind at one stage though that I was perfectly content going for a coffee on my own, and wandering around a gallery. I know that some folk might find that a bit intimidating, or they just wouldn’t feel at ease on their own. Not in an oh-my-god-i’m-going-to-be-attacked-slash-abducted way, but just that they wouldn’t be able to enjoy their own company. I’m glad that I can sit on my own and just think, or drink coffee, or organise my week, or read a book, or just watch the world go by. We’re always in a rush, to meet someone, to do something, to get some where.

No harm in just stopping every once in a while.

Also, I’ve kind of given up on trying to find pictures for each post. It’s such a pain unless I’ve taken them myself, so you’ll just have to read the whole pf each post to actually see what it’s about. I mean, you hardly still read books with pictures, right? Why should a blog be any different…

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Dublin. Oh yes.

So I’m here. In the big shmoke. The capital fecking city.

Yesterday was possibly one of the most hectic days of my life. I started out at Kent station at abput 6.10am and got the half six train to Dublin. Next up was the Luas red line into the city centre, followed by a caramel latte in Starbucks on College Green and a read of the Irish Times Weekend Review. I am too cool.

I met Jill outside Trinity and we headed off to the office on Tara Street. Now you all know where I’ll be everyday and come stalk me. That’s a comforting thought. The morning was fairly class I have to say. We had a briefing session as to what we’d be doing, and then the girls got to go off shopping for a summer fashion piece. I know it sounds extremely fun (to any girls reading this at least), but it was quite stressful, I swear! Running from Grafton Street to Henry Street isn’t very relaxing..

In th afternoon we had a meeting with the production editor which gave us a nice insight into journalistic writing and editing. Finished up about 6, and then it was off to the DART station (still with all my bags and luggage) and off to the cousins’ house. I had a lovely dinner with them, followed by strawberries and ice-cream and some meringue too. Then tea. No day is complete without a cuppa tea at the end.

Today I was in the office for half 9. We went to two features meetings with all the important editorial people. I want to be a journalist. I love it. I could do it every day, even if it is a tad scary. I mean, other people, lots of them, reading your words. Then there was a little more shopping for tights, because I was being forced to model the clothes we had bought yesterday.

We also realised no-one had a pair of Converse, which were vital for our outfit. We walked to the Merrion to collect Jill’s Converse and it’s safe to say we nearly died. We weren’t wearing the most comfortable shoes and it was warm and we were in a rush. We grabbed a sandwich in O’Brien’s after, and being the cosmopolitan, sophisticated young women we are, we got a taxi back to the office.

Then it was off up to the roof for the photo shoot. It was sunny and lovely but my face was sore from smiling. I’m used to pose-y faces in photos, not smiling. Then I sent an email, made a few calls, had a root through the drawers under my desk to see could I find any treasures. I did find a few alright. A pen, a shorthand notebook…amazing treasures, eh?!

And back on the DART to Connolly, and then the commuter train to Castleknock. Headed to Superquinn, did a little shopping, and now we’re just about to put on the BBQ out on the balcony. Sun is shining, food is good, and I’m smiling.

Later folks!

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Record Store Day

Record Store Day

It’s just past midnight so I can officially say that it’s now Record Store Day 2010. Happy Record Store Day to all music fans out there, and possibly even more importantly to non-music fans. This year, I won’t be able to celebrate what was possibly the best holiday of last year. Since New Year’s Eve 2009, Cork is no longer home to an independent record store. When Plugd Records closed, a little part of the city’s culture and music scene died too.

Now it’s 2010, and exactly a year on from my first RSD, all I can do is reminisce. I’m not going to pretend that I was Plugd’s biggest customer, but I can honestly say that Plugd changed my attitude towards music. It’s true that there’s a sense of the whole thing being more than just a record store, and there’s no doubt that you get alot more from purchasing a CD or vinyl in a shop instead of downloading MP3s. Quality aside, there’s just this feeling you get when you have to set time aside to go into your record store, talk to people, look at album covers, album sleeves, and just have a root through the shelves. Parting with money makes you realise that the music you now have is valuable, and it’s something to be enjoyed. Download an album and you might never listen to it, but generally you’ll appreciate the album you paid for a hell of alot more.

Among the vinyl..

Of course I still download bits and pieces, but it’s even harder now to curtail my downloads seeing as all we’ve left is HMV and Golden Discs. And after over a year of a far more personal shopping experience in Plugd, I’m not prepared to go back to HMV. I’m rambling alot, and I don’t really know what I want to say, because it’s late, and I’m tired. I’d a long day, and in other unrelated news, we got a puppy today! Black lab, he’s adorable.. So my energy’s been taken up with other things.

Seriously though, if you do get a chance, call into your local record store for Record Store Day, or any other day. RSD doesn’t mean that this Saturday’s the only day worth visiting; every day is a good day for calling in, hearing new music, meeting new people, and perhaps parting with a few pounds.. It’ll be worth it, I promise.

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Sun sun sun!

The weekend arrived, and the sun came out! On Saturday I met C in town for breakfast, and then we headed over to the Lord Mayor’s Volunteer Fair in City Hall where I signed my soul away to various arts festivals.So that was fun. The I bought some pasta salad and tropical juice in Tesco and went off to the park. I took some summery photos, and it was a nice day. I have another post in the pipeline about something that happened there, but we’ll just go with the happy pictures for now.

My new Converse..

A daisy in the grass 🙂

Some of our shtuff..

The view from where we were..

More shtuff in the sun..

Everyone was out!

And one last view of the river.

The park is so amazing when the sun shines. Everywhere is really. It’s probably because it’s such a novelty for us, and then everyone’s mad happy and has to go out to catch the rays. I like it!

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It was almost summer..

It was a bit like this today (photo from last summer)

I woke up to blue skies and the sun shining. And we’re so cool we had actually planned rugby in the park. Although the rugby wasn’t necessarily my idea. I don’t know why we even bothered with the rugby actually. All we ended up doing with it was writing on it. Caroline’s brother now thinks we met Brian O’Driscoll, Ronan O’Gara, Doug Howlett, the Pope (Joe), and some ‘girlz’ today who all signed his rugby ball. Anyway.

We met for a coffee in town first, and my loyalty card was full so I had an amazing large cappuccino in CCR, and it tasted even better due to its free-ness. We walked to town, got to the park, stopped for me to be abused about my blog, my non-existent hipster-ness, and me as a person in general. And of course some snacking on cookies.

We went and spent the afternoon on a bench by the river having tiger loaf and cookies and tossing the rugby ball a few metres when we felt like it. We also had a stroll up to the Shaky Bridge and intimidated passers-by. And it was just like summer again, what with the sun and us actually being able to ‘hang’ in an outdoor area. I also made Aisling take pictures of me so I can do a clothes post once I get my hands on the photos so you can be waiting in anticipation for that..

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‘Tis been a while…

When I got back from London I realised I had so much work to catch up on. The week before we went I was only thinking about going away, and then reality hit on Monday when I saw all the homework I had never done. And we had three maths tests last week. If that doesn’t excuse me, I don’t know what will..

The past weekend was good, really good. After getting Business and Maths tests out of the way on Friday, I went home and straight to bed. Passion Pit were on in the Savoy that evening and we had three tickets between 7 or 8 of us and decided we’d head out anyway as it was a friend’s birthday. I felt a bit crappy so I popped two Paracetamol and went for a nap. setting my alarm for 6.15pm. Inevitably, I put it on snooze and didn’t get up until 7pm so there was a bit of a shower-change-pack rush going on between then and eight.

We got to town and saw the queues outside Savoy and just decided to give up there and then. A little bit of wandering the streets ensued, but that was to be expected, and after a bit we ended up in a pub. We met a few people in there, both young and old, friends and strangers, and quite a bit of Irish was spoken. Drink always brings out the cúpla focal in people.

It was a lovely, lovely evening, and we even a platter of free sandwiches for whatever reason. Seriously, how bad? Then I got word that the whole getting into Passion Pit scenario was pretty lenient, but one drink led to another and we never got there. We did give our tickets away though, for anyone who’s raving at the thought of wasted tickets.

We met some lovely, and some not so lovely people after we left the pub. Somehow, I got talking to this guy, a DJ he told me, and we joked about adding each other on Facebook. Then the following afternoon in town, who do I see DJing in the window of a shop in town, but himself from last night. We waved and laughed.. Small world, like.

Town was so nice yesterday. Cork is so cultural these days that the food stalls were out on Grand Parade and there was some Irish-y band playing and there was Art in the Park – all part of St. Patrick’s Festival as it’s called. No longer just Paddy’s Day, but here in Cork we extend it to a whole festival. Myself and Aisling got some savage ‘Gourmet Sausage Sandwiches’ from O’Flynn’s for lunch. Feckin’ delicious.

Now it’s Sunday and my head hurts and I have a cold. Which sorta sucks. But I don’t feel too bad. We went to Kinsale earlier for coffee and whatnot and now I’m shuddering at the prospect of having to start my homework. My room’s a wreck and I’ve to walk the dogs, but I think I might just say ‘Feck that’ and get lost on the Internet for a few hours.

It’s Sunday after all, and aren’t we all supposed to rest and not do anything or something?

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Magazine Magazine Magazine!

For a week I didn’t leave this laptop. InDesign and Photoshop were a permanent feature on my screen. There were many stressful phone calls to printers and emails flying to and fro. But it’s all paid off in the end!

Today I finally held in my hands a copy of the magazine that I so painstakingly designed and put together, along with a few words written by myself too. And I have to say I am quite pleased with it. Apart from anything actually contained in the magazine, the paper is far superior this year. For €200 less than last year’s magazine (which was in fact a little smaller) we got it on lovely glossy paper and the colour came out really well. So here’s a shout out to KWP Print in Carrigaline and to Niamh there who put up with our numerous calls and emails about bleed lines!

So it’s in the post, and on the way to the Irish Times where it shall be judged, and hopefully,, we’ll be getting a nice trip to Dublin in April for all the hard work.

Here’s the cover, but I’m not giving any more away… 🙂

The cover

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