Last of my wee fun trips for my week off. I must say i think i’ve done well.
Have been going on about Coney Island to Gilly that he’s finally agreed to come for a trip. Him and wee Phil.
And such a cracker day we got.
Along with all the wonderful foodie goodies for a cracking BBQ. All except the charcoal of course. Not exactly covering myself in glory there. Some kind folks who were leaving as we arrived let us use the remains of their portable BBQ and in the end we were just fine.
Long evening spent chatting over the rather deafening roar of the most recent hatch of lough neagh flies making sweet love overhead. Has to be heard to be believed i suppose.
Spent a largely sleepless night listening to the herons. Who are in fact a well known nesting bird on the island and not an uber cool indie band as you might suspect.
Good times.
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