Two Stories

STORY NUMBER ONE

Many years ago, Al Capone virtually owned
Chicago. Capone wasn't famous for anything heroic. He
was notorious for enmeshing the windy city in everything
from bootlegged booze and prostitution to murder.

Capone had a lawyer nicknamed 'Easy
Eddie.' He was Capone's lawyer for a good reason.
Eddie was very good! In fact, Eddie's skill at legal
manoeuvring kept Big Al out of jail for a long time.

To show his appreciation, Capone paid him very
well. Not only was the money big, but Eddie got special
dividends, as well. For instance, he and his family occupied
a fenced-in mansion with live-in help and all of the
conveniences of the day. The estate was so large that it
filled an entire Chicago City block.

Eddie lived the high life of the Chicago mob
and gave little consideration to the atrocity that went on
around him.

Eddie did have one soft spot, however. He
had a son that he loved dearly. Eddie saw to it that his
young son had clothes, cars, and a good education. Nothing
was withheld. Price was no object.

And, despite his involvement with organized
crime, Eddie even tried to teach him right from wrong.
Eddie wanted his son to be a better man than he was.

Yet, with all his wealth and influence,
there were two things he couldn't give his son; he
couldn't pass on a good name or a good example.

One day, Easy Eddie reached a difficult
decision. Easy Eddie wanted to rectify wrongs he had done.

He decided he would go to the authorities
and tell the truth about Al 'Scarface' Capone, clean
up his tarnished name, and offer his son some semblance of
integrity. To do this, he would have to testify against The
Mob, and he knew that the cost would be great. So,
he testified.

Within the year, Easy Eddie's life ended
in a blaze of gunfire on a lonely Chicago Street. But
in his eyes, he had given his son the greatest gift he had
to offer, at the greatest price he could ever pay. Police
removed from his pockets a rosary, a crucifix, a religious
medallion, and a poem clipped from a magazine.

The poem read:

'The clock of life is wound but once,
and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will
stop, at late or early hour. Now is the only time you own.
Live, love, toil with a will. Place no faith in time. For
the clock may soon be still.'




STORY NUMBER TWO


World War II produced many heroes. One such
man was Lieutenant Commander Butch O'Hare.

He was a fighter pilot assigned to the
aircraft carrier Lexington in the South Pacific.


One day his entire squadron was sent on a
mission. After he was airborne, he looked at his fuel
gauge and realized that someone had forgotten to top off his
fuel tank.

He would not have enough fuel to complete
his mission and get back to his ship.

His flight leader told him to return to the
carrier. Reluctantly, he dropped out of formation and headed
back to the fleet.

As he was returning to the mother ship, he
saw something that turned his blood cold; a squadron of
Japanese aircraft was speeding its way toward the American
fleet.

The American fighters were gone on a sortie,
and the fleet was all but defenceless. He couldn't reach
his squadron and bring them back in time to save the fleet.
Nor could he warn the fleet of the approaching danger. There
was only one thing to do. He must somehow divert them from
the fleet.

Laying aside all thoughts of personal
safety, he dove into the formation of Japanese planes.
Wing-mounted 50 calibre’s blazed as he charged in,
attacking one surprised enemy plane and then another. Butch
wove in and out of the now broken formation and fired at as
many planes as possible until all his ammunition was finally
spent.


Undaunted, he continued the assault. He dove
at the planes, trying to clip a wing or tail in hopes of
damaging as many enemy planes as possible, rendering them
unfit to fly.

Finally, the exasperated Japanese squadron
took off in another direction.

Deeply relieved, Butch O'Hare and his
tattered fighter limped back to the carrier.

Upon arrival, he reported in and related the
event surrounding his return. The film from the gun-camera
mounted on his plane told the tale. It showed the extent of
Butch's daring attempt to protect his fleet. He had,
in fact, destroyed five enemy aircraft.
This took place on February 20, 1942, and for that action
Butch became the Navy's first Ace of W.W.II, and the
first Naval Aviator to win the Congressional Medal of Honour.

A year later Butch was killed in aerial
combat at the age of 29. His home town would not allow the
memory of this WW II hero to fade, and today, O'Hare
Airport in Chicago is named in tribute to the courage of
this great man.

So, the next time you find yourself at
O'Hare International, give some thought to visiting
Butch's memorial displaying his statue and his Medal of
Honour. It's located between Terminals 1 and 2.


SO WHAT DO THESE TWO STORIES HAVE TO DO WITH
EACH OTHER?


Butch O'Hare was 'Easy Eddie's'
son.

If I were a girl

Barack Obama calls Moneygall on Dublins 98FM

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News

Well I guess there is load of exciting news at the moment, I just haven't been in the mood to blog! So what is exciting, well 4 of my friends are pregnant as well as my niece and my nephew's wife, so 6 babies on the way ... shoo, they say there is always a baby boom in a recession because people don't have money to go out! So the baby boom starts today in fact ... A is due today, then K is due in June and C and W in September, not quite sure when my niece and nephews wife are due!

The next exciting thing is our RTW trip, I have been researching hotels and things to do in the countries we will be visiting, and so far have booked accommodation in LA and Tahiti, so just have Auckland, Sydney and Perth to sort out.

The cold weather over here just seems to have gone on forever and I am so looking forward to getting to Los Angeles and Tahiti and just lying in the sun.

K & M are back from their trip to SA so all the girls got together for coffee at Wilde & Greene on Saturday, it was so nice having a girls morning while D took Em to Drama. I think we sat and chatted and drank coffee for almost 3 hours.

G is leaving for her overseas trip on Wednesday and we will get to meet up with her on the 17th of Feb in London and then will all fly back to Dublin together.

I got my results for my IPASS course and I passed! So now for the next stage which I think starts on the 18th of Feb and next exam probably in May, oh well it will all be worth it in the end I keep telling myself.

I think that is about it.

Tara Road

So I had it written in my mental diary to watch "Tara Road" on TV1 this week mainly because I remember when they were filming it in Dublin, we always saw the movie crew around the area where we work, and in fact they did some filming in the building across the road.

Well what a tear jerk er, I must have cried from beginning to end, thank goodness D wasn't around, I think he was working on the computer. It's based on a novel by Maeve Binchy about 2 woman, one American and one Irish. The Irish woman finds out that her husband has been cheating on her and the American woman had lost her son in a motor bike accident. They swap houses and the story continues from there.

A definite must watch especially for the gals.

Congratulations Barack Obama

One thing I love about the Irish is how they will always be the most hospitable nation in the world, and even if you are 0.1% of Irish Descent then you are Irish as far as they are concerned, so Barrack Obama is Irish because his great great great grandfather came from Ireland! I love this song:


No one as Irish as Barack OBama

O'Leary, O'Reilly, O'Hare and O'Hara

There's no one as Irish as Barack O'Bama

You don't believe me, I hear you say

But Barack's as Irish, as was JFK

His granddaddy's daddy came from Moneygall

A small Irish village, well known to you all

Toor a loo, toor a loo, toor a loo, toor a lama

There's no one as Irish As Barack O'Bama

He's as Irish as bacon and cabbage and stew

He's Hawaiian he's Kenyan American too

He’s in the white house, He took his chance

Now let’s see Barack do Riverdance

Toor a loo, toor a loo, toor a loo, toor a lama

There's no one as Irish As Barack O'Bama

From Kerry and cork to old Donegal

Let’s hear it for Barack from old moneygall

From the lakes if Killarney to old Connemara

There’s no one as Irish as Barack O’Bama

O'Leary, O'Reilly, O'Hare and O'Hara

There's no one as Irish as Barack O'Bama

From the old blarney stone to the great hill of Tara

There's no one as Irish as Barack O'Bama

2008 the white house is green,

their cheering in Mayo and in Skibereen.

The Irish in Kenya, and in Yokahama,

Are cheering for President Barack O’Bama

O'Leary, O'Reilly, O'Hare and O'Hara

There's no one as Irish as Barack O'Bama

The Hockey Moms gone, and so is McCain

They are cheering in Texas and in Borrisokane,

In Moneygall town, the greatest of drama,

for our Famous president Barack o Bama

Toor a loo, toor a loo, toor a loo, toor a lama

There's no one as Irish As Barack O'Bama

The great Stephen Neill, a great man of God,

He proved that Barack was from the Auld Sod

They came by bus and they came by car,

to celebrate Barack in Ollie Hayes’s Bar

O'Leary, O'Reilly, O'Hare and O'Hara

There's no one as Irish as Barack O'Bama

By
Hardy Drew

It tried to snow today

It tired to snow today, so after school we went home fetched Em's Snow boots (not sure why I did not pick up mine), warm coats, gloves etc and headed up the Mountain, it's only about 2 Km's up the road.

We first stopped at the forest and their really was not too much snow up there, so after playing around a bit we drove a bit further up and stopped at the look out point, from here you can see the whole Dublin Bay it is absolutely stunning, not sure why we have not been up there before.

I couldn't really get very good photos from there, so we climbed back in the car and headed further up from where we could see the view, it is really beautiful. Emily wanted to throw snow balls, it was absolutely freezing up there, although the temperature gauge said 3 degrees with the wind chill factor it was probably -6, so after much persuasion we got back in the car and headed home.Hot coffee for me and hot bath for Em.

Monday Again ...

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Old Friends

Aren't Simon & Garfunkel just amazing, 2 guys and a guitar and they have sold milions of records. We saw them at the RDS in 2004, when Gwen came over for Emily's 1st birthday and they are just incredible. Paul Simon is 68 this year, have a look at his web site: http://www.paulsimon.com/

The reason I posted this video here is because I have an incredible story to tell. I have this friend we will call her M for now. Well M and I became friends when I worked for the same company as her back in 1988 (wow more than 20 years ago now). Anyway we were pretty good friends and after I got married we seemed to drift apart, the last time I saw M was in 1998.

I often thought about M and what had happened to her and then last year when we moved into our house and opened all our boxes that had been shut up for the most of 7 years, I got to opening the biggest and heaviest box of all my photo albums.

This Christmas I was paging through one of my albums and came across some photos which were taken at Christmas 1994 when a group of us friends decided to climb in the car and head down to the coast for Christmas and ended up in Blythesdale where M was spending Christmas with her parents. She found us some last minute accommodation and we headed down, her mum was so kind to invite us to join the family for Christmas lunch.

So I got onto the Internet just before Christmas and decided to see if I could trace M, I facebooked her, went onto SA Reunited but no luck, so eventually I just googled her and came across and email address. So I thought I would email and with a bit of luck I might get the right person. This happened on the 21st of December, and would you believe on the 22nd I got an email back, it turned out that M was in SA because her mom was very ill.

So during December we occasionally emailed each other and I got the sad news that her mum passed away that very day that she emailed me. I told her I would contact her when she was back home in the UK. So last Sunday M phoned me and we were on the phone for almost an hour catching up, and although more than 10 years had passed between us we were able to pick up where we left off.

The weird thing is she said that another friend had passed away and her husband had contacted M to let her know, So M went through all her photos and found photos from that time which was probably back in 1993 when we had a few parties and used to all hang out together, so she had all these photos in a folder and was carrying them round where ever she went and even took them to SA when she went to see her mom before she passed away, and then of course I emailed her.

It's just amazing how fate has a hand in all kinds of things and I do believe that signals are passed by people to other people via the mental telepathy line, how do these things work?

I remembered ...

I was thinking while listening to 98FM how most popular radio stations always tend to kill the number one hit, so that eventually people become so sick of hearing it, that they never want to hear it again in their lives - one of those songs which I think is absolutely cr@p anyway and should not be a hit is "If I were a Boy" by Beyonce - now this is strictly my opinion, so I don't want anyone shouting at me please! So they play the song and then Dermot and Dave made their own version which is called "If I were a girl" and it is so funny and so true to the Irish market. I was hoping to find it on their web page but it may be up later.

Life

I had something on my mind at breakfast that I was going to blog about, but with all the fuss trying to get Em ready for school and having to do my VAT return by today, I forgot what it was - so in the meantime I leave you with this:

Today ... Some More

I was walking up Baggott street from the shoe repair place to the post office in DF and passed the same bum who had been there for the last 5 years outside the Welfare offices, so I reckoned he could write a book: "My life as a Baggott Street Bum" - I think I would buy it, because living in one place day in and day out in the public eye you must see a lot of interesting things, and then I got to thinking about the other bums around town and titles for their books - "Life on O'Connell bridge - as a bum". The Bums in town actually have mobile phones, do you think they do it for a living then?

There was one guy who for a while would be on Mespil road, just near to Star bucks and Coffee2go, he was well groomed, even clean and not bad looking, but he had a shopping trolly laden with what could only be his worldly goods, about 10 or 15 large bags full of stuff, and he stood there stopping people and asking for change.

Then there is the guy that also hung around Baggott and Mespil roads, looked like a bit of a drinker but still quite well presented bar a 5 o'clock shadow, if we were sitting outside Coffee2go he would stop and start shouting about the Lord and how the world was going to end, quite freaky. I saw him on Dawson street the other day and quickly crossed over, I could see in his eyes he recognised me.

What I do admire are the Mimes on Grafton street, it really is also a form of begging - what skills do you need to be a mime, you need to be clever, but I reckon so are most of the bums out there, very clever.

When I was growing up in South Africa, there was this guy on Eloff street, he had no legs and used to shuffle up and down the road, he would keep the traffic stopped for ages, but I admired him. He just sat there and did nothing and of course people felt sorry for him and gave him money, and I know on more than one occasion I saw large notes going into the tin bowl he had on the pavement next to him. Each afternoon before the bank closed he would take his money over to the bank and deposit it, and I heard many years later that he was actually a very very wealthy man.

So I guess begging does pay if you know how to do it. Now there is the old Gypsy Lady who stands at the traffic light by the IFSC everyday and everyday people refuse to give her money. She looks evil and I have seen her spit at cars, very eerie. What really annoys me are the guys who sit right by the ATM's or who make you feel threatened by their presence, but then again it is really not half as bad as South Africa but that is a whole new story.

I just found and article to say that beggars are going to be arrested from now on. Aaah jut when I thought I could have a new lucrative career.

http://emigration-etc.blogspot.com/

Today

I have just been thinking of a Title for my next blog or Book who knows, thought about these two:

"My Life on the Island of Ireland"

"Escape from the Ireland"

A friend sent me this and I thought it was quite appropriate for today considering my mood:

Booking Made, Deposit Paid ...

Yesterday started off as a very ordinary day with a plan for lots of things that needed to be done, but I kept having to overcome obstacles. The first obstacle was to find a Solicitor or Commissioner of Oaths to get our Marriage Affidavits signed, the first place I stopped in Ranelagh, the Commissioner was out, okay so where do I go now, I was not going to wait for an hour for her to get back. So eventually I parked the car in Mespil road, armed with all my documentation, I fed the meter and then walked up Baggott street into town, I was sure to find something.

After walking about 2 blocks I came across the first office that had solicitor on the door and rang the doorbell. Thank goodness they were very obliging but of course would not sign D's because he was not there, which was fine. I paid my 10 Euro and left, walked the two blocks back to the car. My next stop was Trailfinders to get another quote for our holiday, just to make sure that we were not being taken for a ride. The problem with finding parking in Dublin is that it is either very expensive or you just get stuck in traffic jams, so because I had to pick up Em at 2 I decided to go and park down on the quays as I had seen parking near the Sean O'Cassey walk bridge for 1.50 and hour which is very cheap, little did I realise what I walk I had.

Anyway walked up to Dawson street, saw the travel agent - gave me exactly the same quote so I was happy and would go with my first agent as they had been so helpful. I had a sort of idea where they were but somehow went to the North side of O'Connell bridge where as they were on the South side, I told Bob I would meet him for lunch down at CHQ, so when I could not find them I thought I can just as well do everything over the phone or by email and headed down to the CHQ building, a bit early but armed with plenty of Trailfinders brochures to look at our trip.

Had a very brief lunch with Bob and then headed over the bridge to fetch my car and Em from school and then home. I eventually got hold of the Travel agent after 5 and gave her the go ahead to make the booking, once she had done everything I could not tell who was more excited the travel agent or me.

D came home while I was making the bookings and we probably chatted for about 3 hours about our trip, something we have not done in a very very long time.

So here are the details: - We leave on the 2nd of July and Fly - Dublin-London-Los Angeles-Tahiti-Auckland-Sydney-Perth-Johannesburg-London-Dublin and arrive home on the 24th of August.

Horrible Weather Sunday ...

The winds were gusting up to 100km's today, we were supposed to go to friends for lunch however that was cancelled as Bob was not well, so the other alternative was to phone Natalie and take her up on her offer to climb the wicklow mountains. Well, I am glad somehow that we decided to stay home, it's been a lazy day of doing nothing except a bit of housework, chatting to friends and scanning in loads of photos. ENJOY

Live and Let Die

RTW... Planning

Okay so besides the fact that I may not have a job in a few months time, I am still planning the RTW thingy, had a few words with the travel agent, but am going to phone tomorrow and put down the deposit and then it is all systems go.

So for the last few hours tonight I have been looking at hotels on Expedia, Booking and hotwire, and started putting costs together to ensure that we try not go over budget. I found some amazing hotels for not much, but then it would be because it is out of season in places like Auckland, New Zealand and Sydney, but who cares - this is our once in a lifetime trip and we have to make the most of it.

Did I tell you that our first stop on the RTW is Disneyland, so I have found prices for a 3 day Disneyland pass and now looking at hotels in Anaheim, we will only be there for 4 nights, so don't need a car but ... how do we get from the airport to the hotel? hmmm .... next bit of research!

Travel Agents and stuff

Photos were taken from this amazing website: http://www.onlytahiti.com/NaturalAphrodisiac.html

So where do you start with trying to organise an around the world ticket, first port of call the net, go to google and put in “round the world tickets” and vwala up pops about a million web sites. So you try and eliminate the ones that don’t look that great and in between this you decide: How long do you have to travel, and where you would really like to go.

Then you do some more surfing and finally you see something that looks pretty much like what you want and you pick up the phone and phone the agent, now never do this in the “Silly season” because it just takes ages for them to get back to you.

Anyway I find this deal on the Utravel website: http://www.utravel.ie/148/index.html Price From: €1281Dublin/London - (via) London - Los Angeles - Papeete (Tahiti) - Auckland - Fiji - Brisbane (make your own way)Sydney - Perth - Johannesburg - (via) London – Dublin (Taxes Extra)

So I phone up the travel agent and wouldn’t you just know it, nothing is ever as it seems, she can get us that particular trip however if we leave on the 30th of June it is one price and if we leave on the 1st of July it is another, understandable.

They don’t get back to me till the 5th of January after I send an email to say if I have not heard from you or if you don’ want my business I CAN go elsewhere you know. I get an email back, but guess what, you got it, no trips for the 30th of June, only for the 26th of June – what to do, can’t take Em out of school, well actually we could but don’t want to. So gives me the price if we leave on the 1st of July and a rough itinerary, but leaves out Fiji – WHY?????

However, I compare my original itinerary with the one that the travel agent has given me and hers would work out cheaper, not as many stops, added to that, not as many upheavals from one place to another, enough time in each place to really explore! So let’s go with that, however how much is accommodation going to cost in Tahiti for 8 nights that is the real question, and what will it cost to explore the Islands like Bora Bora? So, first thing this morning email the travel agent to find out how much it will cost. And what about excursions: http://www.truetahitivacation.com/tahiti_activities_excursions/tahiti.htm

Second thing on my list today, I have booked for us to go to London in February as we are meeting up with Gwenie and she is flying back with us, but we have 3 nights in London first, the exchange rate between the pound and the euro has been wonderful if you are living in Ireland, at one stage when we went up to Belfast to buy our TV and go shopping the Pound was 98p to the Euro, however since then it has slowly recovered. In order to save some money (hopefully the pound does not weaken again), I decided that today I am going to change money for our week-end in London.

Oh wait, Em finishes school at 12:00 so will have to fetch her first then go to the bank. Back to the RTW trip and looking at the cost of accommodation in Tahiti, Papeete – there are hundreds of web sites out there but they just don’t give you what you want, so best thing to do is go to the old reliable: http://www.expedia.ie/ and search for hotels. Me has decided that since this is going to be a once in a life time trip and Tahiti will be the only “tropical” Island we will go too, we are not going to scrimp on accommodation here.Got to buy a new camera before we go.

Go to the bank this afternoon and wouldn't you know, 88p they charge me per pound plus a commission, oh well I guess everyone has to make their money somehow, although 88p is still very good!

Later.

How cold is it really?

So how cold is it really, well this morning I thanked my lucky starts that I had a car and was driving to work, when I started my car this morning which was covered in ice – I think try to clear the window by spraying the water thingy, and it froze immediately, the back one would not even work because the pipe was frozen.

The temperature gauge said -1.5, then when I got into it about 5 minutes later it was -2, I am sure some of you will so ha! -2 is that all, it’s been a long time since I left for work and it has been -2 outside, the whole way to work the temperature hovered between -1 and -.5 but I did not care, because that was outside and I was inside with the heaters blowing full hot air into the car to keep me warm.

I kept watching these people cycle past me and thought rather you than me, although I’d say it did not take them too long to warm up with the exercise.

Now just to make this clear, I am not complaining about the weather, I am merely stating a fact, what the cold morning was like for me and wondering if it could get any colder. On 98FM they were talking about having lived in Russia for a year because one of the guys took Russian at Trinity and how cold it is there, and how the temperatures would go down to -40 Celsius.

I must say that my coldest that I can remember was January 1985 in Austria, we arrived in Vienna and the next morning after breakfast set out to do some sight seeing, well we got as far as St. Stephens Cathedral and had to turn back to the hotel, it was -27 degrees Celsius, I remember my face being frozen, my hands were so cold they were burning. Roxanne and I went back to the hotel, found the bottle of whiskey that we had bought at the Roadside cafe on the autobahn and sat in front of the fire drinking neat whiskey, I had not heard of Jack Daniels in those days else Jack would definitely have been there.

The photos here are from the Snow in Johannesburg in 1981

Travelling around the world!

So many years ago, my dear friend Wendy and her hubby came to visit us in Ireland, it was their last trip to the Northern Hemisphere before they immigrated to Australia (packed for Perth). We had just moved to Ireland and after they left we promised to visit them in Oz. Well for the last 7 and a half years, Wendy takes each opportunity to ask us when we are coming to visit, mind you it has become less and less frequent in the last few years.

Derrick has organised to take some time off over the Irish "summer" and I will more than likely have to ask my Boss (me) if I can get some time off too as we are planning to make one BIG trip over the summer, it mainly consists of a visit to Australia and South Africa. So the planning stage has started, and I thought it would be great to Blog each aspect of the trip before, during and after, so with that I now begin, as I am heading off to bed now, tomorrows post will start with the wonderful ordeal of "dealing with travel agents".

Weather ... or not ...

Okay so I have been complaining about the bitterly cold weather, this is our 8th winter in Ireland and so far the coldest, never in the 8 years have we seen so much frost and has it been cold for so long with out a relent. Our country manager (CEO) has just got back from his Christmas at home, he is from Belgium and says that he would rather have spent the time in Ireland, aparently Belgium has been minus -14 in some places.

I figured that this can only mean 2 things, besides the fact that is seems that we have had the longest coldest winter ever, due to the fact that we did not have a summer, and those are: either we are going to have a very, very hot summer or else this is Global warming and we will have a very wet summer and go straight into winter again, which means that the next ice age is finally upon us and then it is time to look at moving South. I wouldn't really mind if it was cold and we had snow, but the snow just stays away!

Current Forecast

06 January 2009 05:04
Today
A very cold start today with a widespread severe frost. The frost may linger in some midland areas, but will clear slowly from most areas. Apart from a little drizzle near north coasts during the afternoon, the day will be dry with variable cloud sunny spells and light winds. Temperatures will recover to range 3 to 5 degrees generally, but may remain near freezing well inland.

Tonight
Tonight will be cloudy across the north with patchy rain affecting north and east Ulster for a time with perhaps sleet on hills there. Most other areas will be dry, but very cold again under clearer skies. A widespread severe frost will form with some fog patches. Lowest temperatures will range zero to minus 6 degrees - coldest in the midlands.

Tomorrow
Apart from a few spots of drizzle near north coasts, tomorrow Wednesday will be dry and bright after a frosty start.3 Day OutlookWednesday night will be very cold with sharp to severe frost and some freezing fog, as air temperatures fall as low as minus 4 C or minus 5 C in places.

Thursday will be another dry, cold day with bright or sunny spells, though the frost and fog may linger in some midland and northern parts. There will be frost in many areas Thursday night also, but it will be less severe than previous nights. Friday will be another dry, bright day. Daytime temperatures on Friday will be a little higher, but it will still feel cold, in a freshening southerly breeze. The weather will turn a good deal milder during Saturday though, as wet and windy weather sweeps across the country from the Atlantic.

Where is the Love?

This video gave me goose bumps and brought me to tears, it seems the world just does not learn from their mistakes - where is the love? Another year ...

Happy New Year