Rain never stops play
Mooragh Promenade and beach
Ramsey
Isle of Man
The view before the rugby game. You can tell when the game starts, that's always when the rain hits. If you like an apartment with a sea view though, with a park seconds away. This is your spot.
Image part of The Weekend in Black and White
I lived here, a small town, on a small island, in the middle of the Irish Sea. Welcome to The Isle of Man. My time on the island in mages
Showing posts with label mooragh promenade. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mooragh promenade. Show all posts
Saturday, November 14, 2015
Thursday, October 01, 2015
Gimme Shelter
A Saturday photo. The place where I sit before photographing Ramsey Rugby, and the half time break. The beginning of the season is around late August each year, and blue skies abound. Fast forward a few months and winter rugby games are accompanied with torrential rain, and howling gales. This is where I seek shelter. This bench nestled within a brick structure on Mooragh Promenade, overlooking the Irish Sea. There is more than one of these shelters along the promenade, but this is the one right behind the rugby pitch. Though with the horizontal rain, it's not always as sheltering as it should be. Theme day on the blog today, with all the other City Daily bloggers is Shelter.
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Sunday, April 26, 2015
Mooragh Promenade
The beach seat view
Sundays are made for sitting on a bench and watching the waves. The more adventourous can brave the freezing cold waters and surf the waves. The photographer can sit a capture the scene.
Jane Hards Photography
Image part of The Weekend in Black and White
Sundays are made for sitting on a bench and watching the waves. The more adventourous can brave the freezing cold waters and surf the waves. The photographer can sit a capture the scene.
Jane Hards Photography
Image part of The Weekend in Black and White
Labels:
bench,
black and white photography,
mooragh promenade,
photography,
street photography,
sunday,
the weekend in black and white
Location:
Ramsey, Isle of Man
Saturday, November 01, 2008
HOP TU NAA OR HALLOWEEN 2
Like to learn "The Hop Tu Naa" song. Manx Or English? Ok both
| Hop-tu-Naa in Manx | Hop-tu-Naa in English |
| Shoh shenn oie Houiney; Hop-tu-naa | This is old Hollantide night; Hop-tu-naa |
| T'an eayst soilshean; Trol-la-laa. | The moon shines bright; Trol-la-laa. |
| Kellagh ny kiarkyn; Hop-tu-naa. | Cock of the hens; Hop-tu-naa |
| Shibber ny gauin; Trol-la-laa. | Supper of the heifer; Trol-la-laa. |
| 'Cre'n gauin marr mayd ? Hop-tu-naa. | Which heifer shall we kill? Hop-tu-naa |
| Yn gauin veg vreac. Trol-la-laa. | The little speckled heifer. Trol-la-laa. |
| Yn chione kerroo, Hop-tu-naa. | The fore-quarter, Hop-tu-naa |
| Ver mayd 'sy phot diu; Trol-la-laa. | We'll put in the pot for you. Trol-la-laa. |
| Yn kerroo veg cooyl, Hop-tu-naa. | The little hind quarter, Hop-tu-naa |
| Cur dooin, cur dooin. Trol-la-laa. | Give to us, give to us. Trol-la-laa. |
| Hayst mee yn anvroie, Hop-tu-naa. | I tasted the broth, Hop-tu-naa |
| Scoald mee my hengey, Trol-la-laa. | I scalded my tongue, Trol-la-laa. |
| Ro'e mee gys y chibber, Hop-tu-naa. | I ran to the well, Hop-tu-naa |
| As diu mee my haie, Trol-la-laa. | And drank my fill; Trol-la-laa. |
| Er my raad thie, Hop-tu-naa. | On my way back, Hop-tu-naa |
| Veeit mee kayt-vuitsh; Trol-la-laa. | I met a witch cat; Trol-la-laa. |
| Va yn chayt-scryssey, Hop-tu-naa. | The cat began to grin, Hop-tu-naa |
| As ren mee roie ersooyl. Trol-la-laa. | And I am a slag away. Trol-la-laa. |
| Cre'n raad ren oo roie Hop-tu-naa. | Where did you run to? Hop-tu-naa |
| Roie mee gys Albin. Trol-la-laa. | I ran to Scotland. Trol-la-laa. |
| Cred v'ad jannoo ayns shen ? Hop-til-naa | What were they doing there? Hop-til-naa |
| Fuinney bonnagyn as rostey sthalgyn. Trol-la-laa. | Baking bannocks and roasting collops. Trol-la-laa. |
| Hop-tu-naa, Trol-la-laa. | Hop-tu-naa, Trol-la-laa |
(Loayrt)
- My ta shiu goll dy chur red erbee dooin, cur dooin tappee eh,
- Ny vees mayd ersooyl liorish soilshey yn cayst
- Hop-tu-naa, Trol-la-laa.
(Spoken)
- If you are going to give us anything, give it us soon,
- Or we'll be away by the light of the moon.
- Hop-tu-naa, Trol-la-laa.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
A ROCK AND A HARD PLACE
Going off at a complete tangent about older posts. When I put a piece together I do my resaearch. One of my earliest posts featured a piece of artwork that I could have been graffiti could have been artwork. I posted the pic and asked the question which did the reader think it was. I drew a blank on the image, which has subsequently been painted over and put the post to bed. Thanks to MANNANANS CLOAK , I now know about the piece in question. It was indeed artwork. Here's the messgae I received.
"Anyway the picture in question was taken in Douglas of a wall painting which now you say has sadly been painted over. Great piccie by the way as they always, are but I know the artist, Well not so much know the artist as my wife knows her. G, my wife is 99.9% certain that it was painted by her friend Sheena Graham-George who used to be a resident of the island. In fact she lived in Ramsey off North Shore Road but left to live in the Orkneys a few years back. G got to know Sheena as when we first came to live in this fantastic place she didn't work and instead went to art classes where Sheena was the teacher. Anyway thought you'd like to know.....Cheers"
So thank you MANNANANS CLOAK for taking the time and trouble to let me know about this. It had bugged me that no one could even allude to who had created the work. I will try and follow this lead up aswell as I do have another image from the same place. At least it's now been documented by myself and hopefully others out there.
Have you ever had a post that someone has contacted you about to fill in the blanks for you?
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