As the train curves around the tracks, the mountains grow higher and closer. The valley narrows, with steep limestone rocks on both sides, clusters of pine trees and a rushing river below, which the train runs alongside.
If it’s chi-chi shelter you’re after, The Belvedere Terrace is a partially covered plaza on the first-floor courtyard of Dublin’s Shelbourne Hotel where fruit-focussed cocktails like the Belvedere Blackberry and Lemongrass Spritz are the order of the day, along with carefully curated sharing boards, seafood platters or the Shelbourne Gateaux of the day. Comfort is guaranteed thanks to cosy banquettes, armchairs and sofas, while trellised arches drip with elaborate floral displays that promise five-star summer. Very tucked away, in a ‘you know if you know’ kind of way. Now you know. theshelbourne.com
When I was in fifth class, we were told the annual Christmas show was going to be different that year. The nativity was out and so was anything overly festive. No baby Jesus, mangers, or men in red suits. Instead, we were paying tribute to the so-called land of the free — a celebration of Americana. The show would feature Disney melodies, children dancing frantically to country and western rootin’-tootin’ show tunes, and characters from beloved TV programmes. Speculation over the cast list was fierce, and discussed at length in the school playground.
Trade unions representing cabin crew of Ryanair plan a strike later in June in Belgium and elsewhere in Europe, increasing disruption for passengers to and from Belgium during a peak holiday weekend and a European Union summit.
This is a story of friendship. And not only friendship. There’s music, philosophy, struggle, hope and photography in the mix too. But none of the rest of it would have come to the attention of people in Ireland but for a friendship forged in a city thousands of kilometres away, the width of an ocean removed from County Wicklow.
Post-pandemic, WFH and all that, I’ve been giving some thought to getting a dog lately, and obviously being a busy journalist, I’ll need one that requires minimal grooming (much like myself), modest but regular exercise (also ditto) and is of a friendly disposition (mostly ditto).
Question: I work in a big company where employees are given a lot of autonomy. Micromanaging is frowned upon and, after lockdown, we were given a choice to work from home or come back to the office. Everyone works hard, but one of my colleagues just isn’t pulling his weight.