So that’s it. I now live in the best house in the visible universe. It is called “The House by the Sea.” I would like to have a Gaelic name but Google translate doesn’t do Gaelic. Must be “Tir na something.” If there are any Gaelic speakers out there – er you know.
It is brand new and packed with gizmos as only the Japanese could think up. I will do a series of blogs on the aforementioned. The essential quality is its proximity to the East China Sea, which nearly comes into the front room.
I spend the weekend unpacking. This I enjoy, fitting old stuff into new setting.
I have been sleeping on the floor with a futon and a tatami mat between me and the cold, cold ground for the last 2 years. This I have very much enjoyed. However, due to size of bedrooms, proximity to bathroom, heaving beds upstairs and other pragmatics, I will now try sleeping in a bed.
I take a break from the set up and stroll along my backyard.
I pick up shells.
I could stumble along beaches picking up shells for the rest of my life. How can I go back to work?
Congratulation on your new house, can you dive from your backyard? Please be careful when picking up the white shell with the black dots it’s a cone-shell and potentially deadly or at least very venomous. (if alive)
Tigh na mara
Ceol Na Mara
failte (with a grave over the a.)
You lucky man.
As Rosie says! Looks really wonderful. To those who wait and so on….
Tigh na mara seems want you want – there’s a nice looking B&B on Coll that goes by that name so it seems pukka http://www.tighnamara.info/about.html
Going soft with that bed though.
Tigh Na Mara it is! I will have a sign made. Thanks
You could have tried “Kimono My House” (pace Sparks) but never mind, Tigh Na Mara it is, I guess.
And you skillfully avoided that Celtic pun, Tir Na Nog (pace Oliver Postgate) which hardly appropriate anyway now that you’re over 60. Land of the Young ?
Come visit see below
Or even Tir Na Noggin!
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