So Abbie and I had the pleasure of moving last Friday. We were thrust out of our quaint little home on Larkfield road, leaving the familiarity and safety of Sydenham behind us, and headed south for the mean streets of Belmont. Handshakes and shifty looks go out to Andrew Thomas McCann and James Peter MacPhee (or McMac Moving Mayham) for using their man muscles to capacity to help us wee girls lug all our stuff to the new place. It was touch and go for a minute there carrying the couch up the hill on James' back, but he pulled through. What a little trooper.
At first the thought of moving did not appeal to me in any way, Abbie almost cried when she first heard we had to go. But now that we're there I have to say that living less than a two minute walk to the church is the best thing ever. Plus the house is really nice. It's larger than the other one, has three bed rooms, and a gas range. The only problem is storage space. But really, I would live in filing cabinet with a family of staved gophers if it meant living so close to the church.
So here are pictures. The one with me in it is a picture of the dodgy alley right next to the Stormont Inn that we have to walk by to get home. Can you say, paramilitary activity boys and girls?

Dublin and a Haircut

Hiya

Last week was half term break so we decided to take a wee trip down south and visit Dublin. Not only was this my first venture to Dubs, but it was the first time I've been in Ireland proper. Sadly I did not get a stamp in my passport, because as everyone knows, the more stamps you have the better a person you are. Anyway, we got to the bus stop at 7:08am in order to get downtown and catch another bus at 8. This was our first mistake. It was way too early and we were all really cranky. I slept through a good portion of the 3 hr bus journey and when we arrived the weather was wet and miserable. It wasn't raining that hard really, but it was spitting all day and the sun never came out. That aside I love Dublin. The city has a great feel and an identity of its own that Belfast lacks. It was very trendy and felt a lot safer. I would very much like to take some more time there on a nicer day.

We saw the book of Kells, which was astounding. The detail and the intricacy is unbelievable. We went to Temple bar and St. Stevens Green and a few pubs. All in all it was a fun day.

And I got a haircut. Not in Dublin.

Tuesday night we went to the Duke Special concert. People back home probably haven't heard of him, but he's class. His actually name is Pete Wilson and he goes to CFC. I take care of his kids on a sunday - so we're pretty tight. He's got a very distinct sound and is a great performer. Check out his myspace at http://www.myspace.com/dukespecial

If anyone is interested check out Joey and James' myspace as well. They've got some pretty funny videos of us shaving Joey's head. Go to www.myspace.com/lpstanton and click on the links to them.