BLOOM, BOOKS AND BOYS

“I’m leeeeaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again!”

“I’ve gotta get outta this place, if it’s the last thing I ever doo.”

I was giddily humming these tunes rather too loudly as I left the house with Smiley, straight after breakfast. This rarely happens. Of course it wasn’t a jet plane, just my crappy Berlingo, but still it felt the same. The sense of freedom, the deserted roads (Bank Holiday Monday in Dublin) and off we went to the Phoenix Park for the Bloom Flower Festival.

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