So yesterday I turned 50. It was a day where nothing was really planned but aren’t they always the best days? I woke up to banners on the house and car, flowers on the table and loads of presents.
Saturday saw the first ever Strandhill Food Festival and what a festival it was! Sligo Airport is already home to the Strandhill People’s Market every Sunday but as far as I know this is the first festival to take place in an airport in Ireland.
People drop into your life, people drop out of it. Some appear just when you need them and it feels like you’ve known them for years. A kind word, a helping hand, a smile – it all goes a long way when you have mental health issues (and I still hate that phrase!)
Last month I had the most wonderful therapy with Helen Cantrell in Strandhill, Co. Sligo. My friend recommended Amatsu to me and although I’d heard about it before I’d never tried it.
It’s been a fantastic few days here in Ireland. It’s just the most beautiful place in the world when the sun is shining.
On the way back from Coney Island after a lovely day at the Bealtaine Festival. Meeting inspiring people, listening to music, poems and stories.