Home Again

Hello,
That's me back home. I'd rather be in Belfast, I have lots more investigating to do. I took a trip round the city and feel that some part of my brain may have exploded on the Shankill. Unless it isn't as poor and rundown as it looks then I'm at a loss as to what in God's name it is they feel loyal to. Unless it's the entirely understandable desire not to be a minority in a fundamentalist Catholic country, I'm truly baffled. If it is loyalty to Britain, they've been badly shortchanged, it's no secret that Glasgow has it's low spots but I've never seen the like of that place in my life! When the most pleasant looking thing on your street is a Rangers Supporters Club you're in trouble.

I should point out that the rest of Belfast is rather lovely, a feast for lovers of Victorian architecture, decent pubs and dry humour. Like Glasgow it's very handy for the countryside which due to my short time there I saw very little of. I did see a very large bull on my way to the airport though, well I say very large, what I mean is huge, a monster bull, easily the size of a thatched cottage. It was so big it had a whole field to itself -I'll bet no-one has ever taken a shortcut through that field!

Cheerio

A Postcard From Belfast

Hello,
Apologies for the extended break but I've been more than unusually busy. Following my triumph at the VIVA roadshow a few weeks back I've been turning my attentions to the jewellery making business and haven't had much time for the blogging caper.

At present I am in Belfast for one of my little trips. Fantastic place, I highly recommend it for a trip. I shall of course provide a full report in due course.

Hope you're all well.

Cheerio