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I am in Ireland on a farm, being a (somewhat) Willing (sometimes) Worker On (mostly) Organic (not really a) Farm. The farm in question is actually an equine based business where you learn to ride horses, I dont really consider this a farm but who am I, a complete non farmer, to judge?
As I am here, in stable accommodation with foods and whatnots, I thought this a good opportunity to resurrect this rather dead and now stinky blog from the metaphorical ashes of obscurity that comes with neglect and lack of interesting things to write about.

Although the second point probably wont change.

I will also endeavor to take some photos every day and post them here or link to them.

Hopefully this will work and get me tattering away again with the inane and often mindless chatter that so soaks this page like ever present irish rain through my single pair of jeans.