Today is the day I have to bring the kids out of the house for a few hours in order to let Niamh catch up on some much needed study time! Gives me a chance to catch up on those overdue bills, a small bit of shopping, browse the shops and then visit the mallow library. It seems that for me a visit to this hallowed place has not the same affect on my 2 girl's. They don't even know how to properly pronounce the word library. Clodagh calls it the party here at the libarrry!
When I was younger i actually enjoyed my little expeditions to the local library. I t made feel as if I was knowledgable about all things in this wonderful world. My exploration of those hallowed Tin Tin or Asterix cartoon books was ongoing through out the early 80's. My cousin and I had a shared interest in the library. You could call it our little secret club, hiding between the vast columns of books on botany and the Alfred Hitchcock series of Hardy Boy Mysteries, enabled us to increase our intelligence only slightly as time went by.
However much I try to instill the same values inot Clodagh and Eabha, it seems an upward battle, but hopefully one that they and I will win over time.
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