Mullaghmore is for me paradise on earth, a perfect little fishing village on the atlantic coastline of Ireland, and a favourite holiday haunt as a child. The sea fishing was magnificent, as were the lobsters. This castle was the home of Lord Mountbatten, until he was blown to bits which may have seemed a great coup by the IRA, but methinks a tragic error of judgement, and no way to win friends. This one was a straight van gogh to give an impression of the place, and if you ever visit Ireland, the Emerald Isle, please put this place on your agenda, you will never want to leave.
children paint because they don't know they can't - so what happens as we become adults? - Me
Life is very nice, but it has no shape. The object of art is actually to give it some, and to do it by every artifice possible - truer than the truth. - Jean Anouilh 1910-87