Blarney's Blog

Welcome to Blarney's Blog

Who is Blarney, you might ask?
I am Blarney Killarney from the grand clan of Killarney Leprechauns.

  photo_2.jpgA 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?!

So that 'tis the tale of how I, Blarney Killarney, came to live at the Liverpool Public Library.

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.

or email me at This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.

Thank ye children o' Liverpool, I've n'ver received so many fine lett'rs before.

To everyone ask'n fo' gold 'n wishin', I'd like to grant ye deepest wishes, but leprechauns can't grant wishes until they're in their twilight years, usually around 400 years ol'. Tis with a heavy heart that I tell thee I can't give any of ye gold nor Wii games, nor the like. 

"What is your favorite animal?" She also inquired, "What do you eat?"

Leprechauns be friends o' nature. I enjoy the company o' all nature's creatures, but I've never met a snake before. I met me first raccoon 'n the library. He 'twere a bit standoffish at first, but now we be grand friends.

Leprechauns eat some of the same sorts of food that ye humans do. We're vegetarians 'n we love roots 'n berries. I thinks I makes a brillant root 'n berry stew. I love cheese 'n bread. Me friend Rocky the Raccoon gave me some SPAM. Me thinks that 'twere nice 'o him, even if he doesn't realize that I be vegetarian.


"I've been wondering what was going on under the American Girl Dolls. It's funny how you chose this place to be a home. Even though I also like to read books your house is cool but, why can't you open the door?

Thank ye for ye lett'r. Me door is magicial. I can open it whenev'r I gets me mind to it, but I keep it locked for oth'rs. 


I really hope you haven't been wandering around inside our MediaBank DVD dispenser!

I can understand that it must be fun to ride around on the elevator that is inside of there, but the delicate circuit boards inside the robot have been having some problems lately. It looks to me like some tiny creature has bent some of the flashlights that the robot uses.

Please go easy on the MediaBank, Blarney, or we will have to have a talk.

Stephanie M. Zwolinski
Systems Librarian
Liverpool Public Library,


Greetings Stephanie,
I'll admit to nothing--but I do apologize.
A wee man such as myself can surely be forgiven for understandin' that contraption to be a delightful funhouse ride.
And indeed, I find it odd that a robot needs a flashlight!
But rest assured, Ma'am, that I will defend your red box from intrusion of any kind.