Feeding time

A sure sign that things are returning to normal was the fact that today largely consisted of recovery time following a hectic weekend (including, to my shame, a fair share of napping).

I somehow managed to get my act together sufficiently to catch a bus in to town to attend to some bits and pieces which were left over from Friday. In the process, I walked through St Stephen's Green, where I stopped to watch the ever-popular swans being fed.

Back home again it quickly became evident that further napping was called for ...