Get ready for the launch!

Siobhan and her adoring public.


This board is gas, I wonder who comes up with these?


The Q.


Someone I know saw me taking this picture and thought I was gone nuts taking photos of the sky.


Sure what else do you need of a Sunday morn?


They were getting rid of these huge printing presses on Camden St. It's all going digital now.


Eustace St.


Me making brownies. Mal reckons this is a bit of a Borat pose.


Who knows where this is?

Something and Nothing

The twins are getting more and more alike.


A photo within a photo - v. postmodern, no?


Shed, sky, trees, ah yeah.


I hit on this great idea - trampoline photos as you've never seen them before. All commissions welcome.


It's hard to get the staff these days, the garden was getting quite overgrown.


Clare's art on the stairs.


The children couldn't help playing in the muck. Sure they destroyed their clothes.


"Go up to that corner", said Andy, "and take some pictures of the lovely colours". Obey thine elders.


See how this style of portraiture is taking off?


Who's in the house?


The Kenny feet, guess which is which.


Deirdre couldn't tell them apart, she was quite quite puzzled.


NO MESSING (OR FUN) ON THE TRAMPOLINE!


They don't mince their words in SuperQuinn Dundalk.


Le TGV - Dundalk stylee.


And a late entry to the "deadly shop names of the world" competition, Mal slys in with a Newry shopfront:

Snap happy + bored =

My friend the author. Click it.

Tower

(my camera's been idle lately)