Rearing Up

There's always one. An idiot I mean. An idiot dog owner to be more exact. This morning the idiot decided to let the mutt off the leash for a run, at the edge of the duck pond. The swans were most upset and with much hissing and aggression they drove the canine intruder away. This fine bird is one of this years brood all eight of which have grown up strong and healthy.

The group stages of the Europa League soccer tournament sees my favourite club Shamrock Rovers take on Rubin Kazan of Russia, starting in a few minutes. I shall be watching it on tv so don't be at all surprised if you don't hear too much from me tonight. On the other hand should we win, however unlikely that scenario might be, you may not hear from me until the celebrations die down. That might take some considerable time.