These boots were made for...

It's raining!

(So what, I hear you say, it is Ireland!)

Why did it have to rain today?  I wasn't able to have my breakfast outside this morning, which is one of the perks of working at home in the summertime.  I love having my coffee outside and being serenaded by the birds while I drink it.

Sometimes they do more than serenade me, but I won't give out about that at the moment, because I am giving out about the rain.

I know I shouldn't complain about the rain,  because it's good for everything and we need it etc. etc....  But do we really need it today?

I'm also not going to complain about the nonsense going on here at the moment re the Garth Brooks concerts.  Or maybe I will complain about that.  I'm fed up listening to it/reading about it/discussing it.  I've nothing against Garth, I even went to see him when he was here the last time.  I'm not unsympathetic to the people who bought tickets and are wondering what is going on.  I know they are disappointed.  But please, no more.  Please?!  When the nation went mad a couple of months ago as the concerts were announced, my work colleague, who is Dutch, called me and asked me could I explain to him why the whole country had been whipped into a frenzy because some concert tickets were gone on sale.  He thought we (the Irish) were mad.  I had no explanation for him then.  I'm hoping he doesn't call today....

Anyway, speaking of concerts.  That's why I'm giving out about the rain.

I'm going to see Kings of Leon and Kodaline tonight.  Outdoors!!

I've been looking forward to it since February, when I bought the tickets, without any frenzy!  And we have had the most glorious weather here for the last three weeks, beautiful sunshine, nice warm temperatures and lovely calm balmy evenings.  Great, I thought, we will have a fantastic evening for the concert.  But oh no, not today, because it's raining.

So instead of the standard festival uniform of flowers in our hair, huge sunglasses, shorts, floaty tops with fringes on them and flat strappy sandals on our feet, we will be in galoshes, sou'wester's, rain mac's, fleeces and Wellington boots.  Not to mention the industrial strength was for my hair so that it doesn't go frizzy.  Not very fetching.  Unless...

Unless you have new Wellington boots to wear!!

And, I am now the proud owner of a very stylish pair of the aforementioned articles.

I can't wait to wear them!!

Now, all I need is a field, muddied by rain, loud music and plastic glass of beer to go with them...