This week, as autumn continues its inexorable march towards the chillier landscapes of winter, the weather in these parts has been mild. True, some days have had a dark and misty feel as rain sheeted down but on sunny afternoons it was possible, just, to walk about coatless or jacketless without feeling chilled to the marrow.
This week I saw two different books come to life: on Friday I went to Dublin’s Gate Theatre’s excellent and Christmas appropriate production of ‘Little Women’ and on Saturday I saw the much-lauded screen adaptation of Kathryn Stockett’s book ‘The Help’. I loved them both.
This week I replaced my camera (I wrote about losing it here). I had a Cannon DSLR (digital single-lens reflex) but I decided not to go for the same again; I bought a Nikon CSC (compact system camera) instead. It’s apparently a step down from a DSLR but a step up form a point and shoot compact. I confess my main consideration aside from picture quality was finding a camera that would fit into my handbag as I felt that would decrease the risk, hopefully to zero, of losing the new camera.
This week I went swimming twice. I declared on the blog a few weeks ago that I needed to take more exercise and that I was determined to start swimming again. Well since said declaration I have been regularly to my local pool. I may sign up for a year’s membership; for an annual fee of just shy of four hundred euro I can use the pool as often as I like as well as the attached gym. This seems like great value but I need to ignore the voice of the ghost of underused-gym-memberships past: the ghost knows how easily initial enthusiasm can wane.
This week as Christmas inches ever closer there were Christmas fairs on here, there and everywhere. Today I went to one at Kilruddery House (Kilruddery is an Elizabethan-Revival mansion in Wicklow, Dublin’s neighbouring county). The beautiful house is surrounded by equally beautiful gardens and it was good to take a stroll through them after I visited the fair.