"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."

"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.

Felt a bit like this today, walking miles and miles in the mountains on a spectacular crispy cold day...thought of many things (and maybe talked to myself a bit) and felt unfit (although less so than last week!). What a fantastic day!

I think seasonal affective disorder is more severe if you are SUDDENLY exposed to a complete lack of UV radiation. None. I mean NONE! It was apparently a dry and quite nice winter until I got home. Since then, it has rained, and then rained, and then, oh, it rained a bit. you need a lifejacket to cross the street. Did get out on my bike today though - a 30km ride here feels like an 80km ride in Perth. I spent an hour in first gear, and somehow a loop, which you would think would be 50-50, seemed to have 99% ascent. Anyway... a trip to Gorges Du Tarn en France coming up at the end of April start of May, and should see Nick then too, which will be great - its been too long lad! Eoin took some photos on our grit and rugby trip last week - will paste a link. Triple crown for Ireland, next up, the All Blacks in June I think, then the Wallabies at Subi Oval...we got a wee bit of climbing done. Enough to prove to me I need LOTS more before I can contemplate Tarn...

Having some trouble adding photos for some reason - only one has worked! Bear with me and I will sort it out...anyway, it was a lovely day, and yes, I cried doing the father of the bride speech on behalf of Dad (Eimear made me - she looked up at me, crying herself when I said she was beautiful). But a lovely simple service and a good "knees up" after...