Don’t mind me – I’m still away and only just sticking my head around the door to check that the place remains in one piece, which I’m happy to see is the case.
I’m not even going to try to grig you about the weather because I’m well aware that, happily, this would be to no avail. Some dog-in-the-manger types might declare their unhappiness to see the Native Shore bathed in warm sunshine while they’re away enjoying similar conditions somewhere else but I’m not among them. It’s great to see that the Ould Sod is getting a real summer – first one since 1995, isn’t it? – and long may it last.
Plenty of action again over the weekend just gone, with pride of place I guess going to Dublin’s hurlers for their first Leinster title in 52 years. Time to get on that band-waggon when we get home, I suppose.
Over here, Andy Murray’s Wimbledon victory on Sunday was roundly cheered and, like others have already said, the sight of all these hexes being unhexed does make you wonder if we’ll add to this trend later in the year. Such thoughts are, I know, a bit previous so having uttered them maybe it’s as well to file them awayand get back to thinking about the Connacht final instead.
We’re still doing the ex-pat thing for another full week, leaving this sun-kissed island this coming Saturday but then doing a three-night pit-stop in Londáin on the way home.
Perfect timing, I think you’ll agree, ahead of their historic Connacht final apperance on the 19th and a good time to see if the county colours will have started to make an appearance there. I’m looking forward in particular to spotting a few cars sporting those ludicrous flag-holders, the London colours fluttering proudly, in somewhere like Hampstead high Street.
In the meantime, enjoy the sun while it lasts as the long run-up to this year’s provincial final continues.