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Irish A-Z of Storms!

Ok so we all like to moan about the weather…it’s a national past time. We are all used to the Irish winter’s barrage of storms, sometimes feeling relentless and unforgiving. But now we have a new talking point on our winters storms….introducing…Abigale, Barney, Clodagh, Desmond, Eva, Frank(I wont forget him!), Gertrude, Henry and Imogen. I find this rather entertaining, a comparative of storms…’oh, desmond was very bad’ as a passer by might mention whilst making small talk….It gives us a focus point for our sh*t weather. Without the naming of these storms it would be harder to reference the dramatic storm stories….there is less effect to…’do you remember the storm we had there a few weeks ago?’ where as, as soon as you say with confidence…’remember storm frank’…it somehow has more Spielberg effect…..As an avid story teller…I love the Spielberg effect! However despite my love of a Spielberg story, I now have had enough of Abigail, Barney and all their friends. Frank especially challenged me…he arrived right on time for 4 Christmas weddings…leaving me in a panic, waiting for flowers to arrive from cancelled ferrys and power cuts in the night…leaving me arranging by torch light whilst the roof was trying its damnedest to cling on….and even trying to get delivered was like mission impossible….if there was a reality T.V show on extreme flower arranging…it would have being a nail biting episode!

I just spent the weekend with my dear friend and colleague Samantha Harding. We spent most of the weekend sheltering from Imogen…Who happend to be the latest storm bully in the playground. Samantha and I had much to catch up on…..weddings, flowers, wedding fairs and maybe a little gossip too! Samantha being the hardy Canadian she is and using her uber organisational skills(Sams a wedding planner!) she had Me and Edie along with the mutts Percy and Cougar packed into the car and down to the beach just as Imogen was pushing her weight around….It was bracing to say the least! That kind of soaking through to your undies, needle skin piercing kinda bracing. Even the hairy mutts thought getting back to the car was the best part of the walk. I was then convinced by my companions that it would be a fantastic idea if I made cup cakes….I..?! So whilst dashing around the supermarket…sopping wet and probably looking homeless, Samantha picked up a mindfulness February edition magazine….and on the cover…tips for February mindfulness. 1. A bracing Beach walk. 2. Making Cup cakes 3. A random act of kindness……Samantha looked so smug….”SEE” she says….pointed excitedly to the 3 point tip. So having bought our ingredients so …..I…. can make everyone cup cakes…(see I told you she has uber organisational skills) and heading home to get dry and cosy…I think to myself to complete the 3 points…I needed a random act of kindness…..So whilst all are drying off and getting cosy…I find myself yet again out fending off Imogen….looking to see what spring can offer me in the way of flowers. Spring never fails to amaze me….even though the garden is nearly floating, and everything has been either beaten to death or is suffocating under a blanket of winter rot…spring is there for anyone wishing to see….snowdrops and narcissus, crocus and anemones, these little faces of pure joy and brilliance ….almost giving ‘the bird’ to the likes of Imogen and her friends. So I picked a little posy …and made my cup cakes, brewed some coffee and sat to watch the rugby. And despite Imogen trying to spoil the fun…she made it better some how. I took such huge pleasure in finding my Spring flower friends in this playground called winter ….I’ve had enough of bully storms….i’ll pick spring stories over Spielberg storm stories any day.

http://www.samanthahardingevents.com

 

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Ok so we all like to moan about the weather…it’s a national past time. We are all used to the Irish winter’s barrage of storms, sometimes feeling relentless and unforgiving. But now we have a new talking point on our winters storms….introducing…Abigale, Barney, Clodagh, Desmond, Eva, Frank(I wont forget him!), Gertrude, Henry and Imogen. I find this rather entertaining, a comparative of storms…’oh, desmond was very bad’ as a passer by might mention whilst making small talk….It gives us a focus point for our sh*t weather. Without the naming of these storms it would be harder to reference the dramatic storm stories….there is less effect to…’do you remember the storm we had there a few weeks ago?’ where as, as soon as you say with confidence…’remember storm frank’…it somehow has more Spielberg effect…..As an avid story teller…I love the Spielberg effect! However despite my love of a Spielberg story, I now have had enough of Abigail, Barney and all their friends. Frank especially challenged me…he arrived right on time for 4 Christmas weddings…leaving me in a panic, waiting for flowers to arrive from cancelled ferrys and power cuts in the night…leaving me arranging by torch light whilst the roof was trying its damnedest to cling on….and even trying to get delivered was like mission impossible….if there was a reality T.V show on extreme flower arranging…it would have being a nail biting episode!

I just spent the weekend with my dear friend and colleague Samantha Harding. We spent most of the weekend sheltering from Imogen…Who happend to be the latest storm bully in the playground. Samantha and I had much to catch up on…..weddings, flowers, wedding fairs and maybe a little gossip too! Samantha being the hardy Canadian she is and using her uber organisational skills(Sams a wedding planner!) she had Me and Edie along with the mutts Percy and Cougar packed into the car and down to the beach just as Imogen was pushing her weight around….It was bracing to say the least! That kind of soaking through to your undies, needle skin piercing kinda bracing. Even the hairy mutts thought getting back to the car was the best part of the walk. I was then convinced by my companions that it would be a fantastic idea if I made cup cakes….I..?! So whilst dashing around the supermarket…sopping wet and probably looking homeless, Samantha picked up a mindfulness February edition magazine….and on the cover…tips for February mindfulness. 1. A bracing Beach walk. 2. Making Cup cakes 3. A random act of kindness……Samantha looked so smug….”SEE” she says….pointed excitedly to the 3 point tip. So having bought our ingredients so …..I…. can make everyone cup cakes…(see I told you she has uber organisational skills) and heading home to get dry and cosy…I think to myself to complete the 3 points…I needed a random act of kindness…..So whilst all are drying off and getting cosy…I find myself yet again out fending off Imogen….looking to see what spring can offer me in the way of flowers. Spring never fails to amaze me….even though the garden is nearly floating, and everything has been either beaten to death or is suffocating under a blanket of winter rot…spring is there for anyone wishing to see….snowdrops and narcissus, crocus and anemones, these little faces of pure joy and brilliance ….almost giving ‘the bird’ to the likes of Imogen and her friends. So I picked a little posy …and made my cup cakes, brewed some coffee and sat to watch the rugby. And despite Imogen trying to spoil the fun…she made it better some how. I took such huge pleasure in finding my Spring flower friends in this playground called winter ….I’ve had enough of bully storms….i’ll pick spring stories over Spielberg storm stories any day.

http://www.samanthahardingevents.com

 

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