Wish you were here

...  a photo I took today and while playing with the photo app Pixlr I suddenly realised to my horror that I was making a John Hinde postcard, notoriously inartistic ubiquitous postcards from the 60s/70s/80s, so I added a few scratches for a distressed-lost-under-the-fridge-for-forty-years look. A little homage to that lost skill of making Ireland look like the poor-man's Riviera. The signs on the left say "no swimming". But, ah, sure, that doesn't count on Sundays.