Day 25

So picture the scene. I'm sitting typing away on a blog and this big red haired lad walks by me. I'm looking at him and his freckles and thinking to myself, definate Paddy! He then opens his gob and this big thick Galway accent comes out! Pretty weird for a Galway lad to be out in the bush. It turns out he's out here for a dissertation that he's doing for a Masters in Trinity College on Bio Diversity or some such lark. I couldn't quite get a handle on exactly what it is he's doing.

So he asks me is there any news from home and I say I heard a bit about this and that and about Sean Quinn losing his Boll8x and all that on Anglo Irish Bank etc etc and he asks me for the article. He gives me his e-mail address and I'm thinking that I know the name from somewhere. I look at him again and then the penny drops. He was in first year in DIT with myself and Steve Keating over ten years ago. We had many a pint with him and the lads in class in the Cornerstone pub or whatever it was formally called. He failed first year and went on to do an accounting degree. How mad is that? So the old expression rings true about it being a small World!

It was the hottest it's been here today just pushing over the 40 degree mark. I thought my watch was gonna melt at one stage and this is winter! The summer is supposed to be wicked hot and you can fry your brekkie on the bonnets of cars! We'll all have to use blankets on the seats of the game vehicles to keep our bums from melting come September. I was sitting in a hammock earlier on and saw this yoke flying through the air above me. I nearly fell out of the hammock with the fright and it turns out it's a Bushbaby. They're somehow related to Monkeys and it's able to jump between trees with ease. They are quite rare and are supposed to be nocturnal and here's this one floating through the tree's like Tarzan in the middle of the afternoon. Every day over here seems to be full of surprises! Keep them coming is all I can say............