Somehow I wasn’t minding too much that I was out walking in Dublin on a warm, grey, wet, drivingly drizzly morning.
In order to maintain my daily nutritional requirements, kvetch had just treated me to a very tasty breakfast of a plateful of fried things with a side order of lard.
- You know, on some mornings, nothing else will do.
Blinking against the rain splatting against the side of my face, I looked over the stone wall at the edge of the quay.
I saw a traffic cone.
Now, in case any of you are wondering, Dublin has somehow actually managed to just about scrape its way into the 20th century.
What with all the building and road works and stuff that’s been going on around here over the last lot of years, traffic cones are not that uncommon a sight around these parts.
It’s just that I’m not aaaaaall that accustomed to seeing traffic cones deployed, well, y’know…
This one hadn’t been too well deployed, apparently, because it was lying on its side.
- Don’t worry, I’m getting to the part about why I’m droning on about this traffic cone.
The kind of noticeable thing about this particular traffic cone, and it being in the river, was that it wasn’t floating.
- This traffic cone was lying on its side on the bottom of the River Liffey, not floating, and most of it was visible.
Now, I don’t know about you, but mostly when I look at rivers flowing merrily along, and especially rivers such as the famous and noble River Liffy in the heart of Dublin, I kind of expect them to have a greater depth than, well, y’know, more than, like, um, actually…
I mean, what with all the literary and lyrical references to the River Liffey, it’s kind of hard for me to imagine romanticising a river in which even a seagull can barely splash about at ankle depth (at least at low tide).
- (do seagulls even have ankles? Oh, I guess they do.)
Getting Rained On
So anyhow, there I was, getting rained on, and looking over the edge of the quay at this traffic cone in the river.
So what did I do, you may ask?
Well, I’m a blogger, what do you think I did?
Go on, have a guess.
- Hint: a camera might be involved.
I got my camera out and took pictures to share with all you lovely people. :)
- didja guess?
I Wasn’t Really Interested In The Traffic Cone
Actually, to be perfectly honest, the part of this morning I was most interested in wasn’t really the traffic cone.
- I was reeeeeeeeeally mostly interested in my plateful of fried things with the side order of lard.
(howdja guess) :p
But no matter how much of a blogger I am, I just couldn’t stop to take pictures of that, what with all that blissful stuffing my face and everything.
So I hereby present you with pictures which do feature a rather unusual deployment of a traffic cone, but which unfortunately fail to feature even a hint of my side order of lard.
Y’know, some of my days are just the teensiest bit less interesting than others.
I bet you smart people already worked that out, dintcha. ;)