Bottle-strewn

Yet another dull, dreary, overcast, grey day. But still Blip duty had to be done, so I headed for St Anne's Park, one of my favourite haunts. This time I crept up on it through a side entrance off a road leading from Raheny to the sea front and found myself in unfamiliar territory.

Despite the dullness, there was lots going on, with walkers and joggers and mountainbikers and footballers all over the place. There was also ample evidence of drinking sessions, the remains of which were none too attractive.

For those interested, back-blips are here, here and here for Saturday, Sunday and Monday.