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.
- Published on 26 July 2010
Thank ye for all ye lett'rs. I've been enjoyin' the busy libr'ry that I haven't been good 'bout respondin'.
'Tis grand to be loved by someone like ye, Sophie.
Jennifer be askin' how old I am. Me birthday 'tis April 21st. I 'twas born 'n 1879, I be 131. Jennifer also be askin' what I look like. I'm three n' a half inches tall. I have reddish hair n' a little beard.
Raven, I can't be turnin' ye family into leprechauns, sorry.
Quentin, thank ye for all ye lett'rs, so glad ye found me. Thank ye for ye love, too.
Paula, ev'ry day that I have here with friends like ye is a good day n' thank ye for all the well wishes. I hopes ye is having a good ev'ry day like me.
Elle, so glad ye loves visitin' this libr'ry. 'Tis a grand libr'ry indeed. Please write again.
Emily, ye have a keen eye. Sometimes I be in me chest, snugglin' a blanket. But mostly when I'm about, I be invisible, ye wouldn't know if I 'twere standing next to ye. Ye wants to know me weight? Hmmm. it depends on the time o' year but right now I weight 2 'n 3 quarters o' an ounce.
Taylor, ye already are a dear friend to me. I often come close to ye when ye visits. I'm invisible but I'm here n' lookin' forward to August 2nd!
Hi to ye lassie, Megan.
I hopes ye writes again, Shoyna.
Ella, I'll think about makin' a short visit on ye house for St. Patrick's Day. 'Tis a busy day for me. Ye will not see me as I be invisible but if ye are real still ye might sense me presence. I do love a good cup o' tea now n' then.
Ben, ye sends me such lov'ly drawin's.
Tess, 'twas grand seein' ye peekin' 'n me house.
Cheers to ye, Nina n' Allison.
Annabeth, Cameron, n' Emma, I be invisible I'm not hidin' well not all the time. I think ye all 're grand, please visit again.
Becca, ye seems to be one of me biggest fans. I hopes ye had a grand birthday! Me door knob fell off, I'm not sure I want to repair it, I fears that it will just fall off again. I's no needs for it anyway. I hope the Tooth Fairy took ye tooth!
Abby n' Ben, thank ye for ye lett'rs. I be havin' a grand summer, so many new adventures. I loved the Bubbleman n' the PopArt guy. How's ye summer?
Hi to ye Emma n' Zoey, I likes to swim, too. Sometimes I take a wee swim when I'm sailing me coconut boat. I did not hear abou' the bears bumping their noses underwater.
- Published on 08 July 2010
Thank ye, Jana, for me beautiful green hat n' blanket n' the grand toy. I hope ye don't mind that I'm usin' ye blanket as a rug until it gets colder. Ye 'tis a talented knitter. I love ye little drawings, too.
- Published on 18 July 2010
Ye Pal Blarney.
- Published on 29 June 2010
Many of ye young Liverpuddlians be askin' what I be doing all day n' all night, especially me pals Becca n' Allison.
In the wee mornin' hours, I likes to take me little boat sailing 'round dawn, I loves watching the sunrise on the lake. I use magic to take me boat to n' from the lake. I also likes to take a walk 'round the library's gardens in the early mornin'. 'Tis nothin' more refreshin' than dew drop tea. Dew drops are also great cold.
I'm usually back at me house by seven. I usually gets lots of readin' done until the library opens. When the library 'tis open I likes to wander around 'n watch people n' I love sneakin' into all the programs at the library. I was messin' up Ms. Davitt's sticker piles at the craft program last week. She didn't expect a thing... he he he.
When the Children's Room is busy I loves to watch all me little friends peekin' in me window. Sometimes I wishes I could show meself to all of ye's (Emily n' Matt 'n many oth'rs be askin') but ye must remember that I already posted about the Leprechaun Law: "I am aroun' just invisible. It '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 sometimes choose to reveal themselves 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."
When the library closes I likes to visit me friends 'round the Children's Room. I usually take tea with the Victorian Ladies. Sometimes I play jump rope with the American Girls. Patty Platypus 'n I sometimes plays Bejeweled on the computers. Rocky the Raccoon n' a few of me other stuffed pals likes to play with the train set.
'Round ten o'clock, I starts to check me mail. I likes to read each lett'r a few times befor' respondin'. After readin' me mail I sometimes get on me blog n' respond. Oth'r times I get caught up readin' n' spend the whole night readin'. Sometimes I write lett'rs to me folks n' kin back home.
Every once 'n awhile I falls a sleep for a few hours, sometimes a few days. I love wakin' up refreshed but I hates missin' all the fun things at the library. I am hopin' not to fall asleep before the Bubbleman.
Cheers 'n thanks for all ye lett'rs.