my type

I have been frequently asked theses days by various match making individuals what my type is. Although every person is different with highs and lows if i had to put words into a face this would be as close as you get


Ioan Gruffudd the embodiment of everything british( yep now clean up your drooling)



















I am however a realist and as such realize that in ireland this is as close as i will probably get to and attractive young male of which to have a meaningful relationship with. oh well paul didn't say to endure hardness as a good solider of jesus christ as a joke

time consumers

wondering why I've been a delinquent blogger for over a week? life is not all about the internet. GASP! SHOCK! HORROR! i see some of you that are so deeply plugged into the system start to gasp and hold your throat. life out of the matrix? impossible! well I've got news for you darling and pictures to prove it. this week was our town's "river fest" and we were providing the entertainment. our PR scores are going to soar next home review

the girls doing a revised B.O.B . notice my " get your moves right or your life is hell" face JK:p














this is for any of you who in future may be intimidated by a jt board chairperson make a mental note that you have seen one in yellow trousers













some irish dancers. his face may not have been much but his legs certainly made up for it :D














"and iiiiiii wannna fall from the stars straight into your arms" irish karaoke anyone?

my sanctuary

Quite often my WnRs are spent doing nothing. sounds relaxing eh? Well when your freeday has been on sunday for the past 2 years its like signing a death warrant for your escape from the house. Want to know why ? NOTHING IS OPEN OR FUNCTIONING ON SUNDAYS ! So this week to get myself out and stop me from eating myself to obesity I marched Esther down to our local masonic lodge for a little vogue photo shoot. Besides the fact that her boyfriend has been demanding new photos like a child for sweets, ive been getting itchy fingers to start snapping away again( at this point i must mention an embarrassing fact. i couldnt even remember how to take the flash off! after about 10 minutes pressing little Chinese buttons with no results, Esther smoothly slides in presses 2 buttons and vola! The flash is off and my ego is in pieces).

chris is a lucky little man



















thinking............... (not something i do very often)



















tree hugger or should i say layer :D














let the light in