In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Whoa!.”

What’s the most surreal experience you’ve ever had?

Surreal”. Adjective.
having the qualities of surrealism; bizarre.
“a surreal mix of fact and fantasy”

So what is the bizarre experience I’ve ever had? I’ve had plenty of bizarre dreams alright (a side effect of my love of cheese). But as for actual strange or unusual experiences, I’m not sure. What I’d call strange, others call normal.

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One Hundred Memories or More

Daily Prompt: A Moment In Time

Anyone who knows me in real life (or is friends with me on Facebook) will know that over the last few years, I have taken a few photos. And by a few, I mean I generally take more photos on a night out than many people take in a year. There is actually no exaggeration there.

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Autumn Is Upon Us!

Today’s Daily Prompt is all about autumn. While the season technically began back in August, I never think of autumn truly beginning until September – I’ve been back in college for a full week, my birthday is next week and people are already beginning to discuss plans for Halloween and the October mid-term break. Yes, in my mind, autumn is finally upon us.

I love this season. It’s without a doubt my favourite, because while I adore the sunshine and sunbathing and chilling at the beach, I also love being able to wear boots and woolly jumpers instead of t-shirts and shorts, and lighting the fire instead of wishing for air-conditioning. There’s always just been something about this season. The temperatures are dropping, and suddenly you’ve got a ready-made excuse to curl up in front of the fire and watch the latest episode of your newly returned TV show. Woolly jumpers and super cosy cardigans are once again acceptable and falling asleep to the sound of rain outside is almost a guarantee. The shorts and string tops are packed into the attic for next summer and the hats, scarves, gloves and various umbrellas have to be rooted out of whatever hiding place you threw them into last May when the weather got really good. (Admittedly, for a good portion of May, June and even a bit of July, I remained sceptical about the weather and carried an umbrella with me. Only in Ireland would this be completely normal).

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