Welcome to Blarney's Blog
Who is Blarney, you might ask?
I am Blarney Killarney from the grand clan of Killarney Leprechauns.
A wee bit of Irish magic an' grand ol' fashioned Irish luck landed me in the Liverpool Public Library. Why might a leprechaun end up so far from Ireland? 'Tis a true tale that I tell. I was out for a stroll among the heather, when I happened along a couple of tourists. Now I have a little hobby of climbing into the backpacks of tourists because you never know what kind of interesting reading materials they might have, and I love to read. 'Twas so nice and warm inside the backpack that I found meself drifting off to sleep. Now, leprechauns do not sleep often, but when they gets their mind set to sleeping they can sleep for days. One minute I was reading snug in the tourist's backpack, and next thing I know I'm tucked away inside the pages of a book on a sale shelf inside a library lobby. To awake surrounded by books! What glorious fortune! 'Twas no small bit o' magic there. I no longer have to sneak into the backpacks of tourists. I have many lifetimes of reading materials here. I looked around for the best place to build my home, and noticed several nice young lassies above me, new friends, books from floor to ceiling-- what better place to call home?!
I'm a wee bit shy, so you will never see me, but you can write to me or visit my house located in the Children's Room of the Library.
Write to me:
Please place all letters in the mailbox located above my door
in the Children's Room at Liverpool Public Library.
'ello me friends! I 'ope ye all liked me Valentine wishes for ye. I had fun doing them.
I be out explorin' the library shelves yest'rday and found a nice comfy spot amon' the picture books to take a wee bit of a nap. What joy 'twas to fall asleep amon' some of me fav'rite books. After me nap I tidied up me hous' and enjoy'd a nice cup of dew drop tea. I added som' berries to it to make it rather tasty.
Abby, me gold coins be hidden away in secret magical spots. That way they be safe and keep their magic.
'Tis icy and rainy this mornin'. Today be a grand day to enjoy me tea and take a nap. Thank ye friends, fo' the nice lett'rs 'n lov'ly knit stocking.
Emily 'n Jazz, 'tis leprechaun law that only our elders get the choice to show themselves to humans. We young'ns are invisible to all humans. Older ones of us som'times choose to reveal thems'lves to humans, but rarely so as they loose bits o' their magic 'n don't live near as long as if they stay hidden. But I be here, ye just can't see me.
Abigail, 'tis grand that ye likes me hous'.
Thank ye again me friends, for the many fine lett'rs. They warm me heart.
Madison, by leprechaun law I am not allow'd to show meself...I be too young. Ye will know that I be around when items in me hous' have been mov'd about.
Carina, 'tis grand that ye likes me hous'. Thank ye. I snuck in to see How to Train Your Dragon when the library showed it last fall. 'Tis a grand movie. Me loves Toothless!
Cheers! Andrea, Anthony, Abby 'n Chloe. Thank ye fo' the colorful drawings.
Thank ye fo' the fine lett'rs me friends.
Ashley, ye pig sounds grand. 'tis good to love 'im and take care of 'im.
Chloe, I be governed by the laws of magic which says I be too young to show meself to humans. The next time ye shoe is untied, ye will know 'twas me.
Cheers! Sophia. Thank ye for the nice complim'nt.