In this digital age when even wires are becoming a thing of the past, it is good to find a working example of the art and craft of the electrician of the 1990s- note the wires pushed in at the left, the holes drilled in the wrong place on the right, and the chunk of plaster missing just below the holes. It's hard to find such work now!

Half a mile to Pearse

Railway signs and railway architecture have always fascinated me.

Storm debris.

Winds of 100-120 kph were reported last night

Woodwork

Fuchsias.

Irish autumns don't have much to commend them, the prevailing south westerly winds bring band upon band of grey and wet weather. I remember living in the country and realizing why November was regarded as the month of the dead.

The abundance of fuchsias in September is like a keepsake left by the departing summer that it intends to return again after the dark days to come.

Wicklow Way marker.

The signpost seemed almost to glow in the brilliant sunlight that followed a torrential downpour.

Kitchen fireplace

It's hard to imagine that anyone now would bother to create something so ornate for somewhere as humble as the kitchen.

September blue and green

Victorian skylight

Evening sun over the Dublin mountains.

The late Dr Brian Mayne used to say that one of the attractions of living in Ballybrack in the early Nineteenth Century was that it faced south and west - getting the best of the sunshine.

Watson's Nurseries, which were on the land now occupied by the Watson Estate, would have benefited from that sunshine.

On a cold, wet and grey autumn September evening, I found a couple more pictures taken from the east pier in Dun Laoghaire at the end of July

Dalkey Hill stands darkly against the skyline.














The historic Carlisle mailboat pier stands derelict - awaiting some new scheme - while the modern HSS port is to the right.

Iron gates in Balure Lane

Out doing parish visiting this afternoon, I walked up Balure Lane. Older locals call it something that sounds like "Chucky Boiler's Lane". I would love to know the Irish spelling and its meaning.

The presence of a corrugated iron barn (not what you would expect in one of the most expensive neighbourhoods in the country!) reminded me of the barns at home on the farm in my childhood days.

View from the railway bridge

Glenageary DART station

Moorings in Dun Laoghaire

Dun Laoghaire East Pier

Saint Matthias' Church

At work

On the water

Greystones Harbour

The Bay

From the beach to Sorrento Terrace and Dalkey Island

Dun Laoghaire harbour on a still summer's evenig