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 02 February 2011
'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'.
- Published on 18 January 2011
Me friends have been so kind with all o' the nice lett'rs. Thank ye!
'tis very wet 'n icy today. t'will be grand to sit by me fire 'n enjoy me tea.
Ashley, I loves all animals. I have lots o' forest pals, and have been good friends with the ground hog that lives behind the libr'ry. What is your pig's name?
- Published on 26 January 2011
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.
- Published on 11 January 2011
I received som' nice lett'rs from me friends.
Lily, the fuzzy stuff with the shell is me pussy willow chair. I loves to read 'n relax in it. Som'times me takes a wee bit 'o a nap in it too.
I have read the first series of The Spiderwick Chronicles so far. Me fav'rite part was Mallory's fencin' contest at school.
Cheers! Have a grand day.