The day the drugs kicked in

Wednesday. No work, long phone conversation with my son in New Zealand, then a long, thoughtful solo drive to Dublin. 
A bit of lunch in a bar, a very nice but absent minded owner there taking and forgetting orders or bringing the wrong thing, but we got there eventually. 
A walk and some photography, wondering sometimes what's the point of street photography, then having something catch my eye, wanting to compose something, create.
Then out to my sister Mags in Swords, chat, wine and playing with her handsome Maine Coons (extra).  Trinity and nearby