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 08 September 2010
- Published on 02 September 2010
|by me friend Matthew||by me friend Ariel||by me friend Sofia|
|by some friends||by me friend Sophia||by me friend Zharia|
|by me friend Anna||by me friend Ben||by me friend Zharia|
|by a friend||by me friend Ella||by me friend Abby|
|by me friends Ben n' Abby||by me friend Ben||by me friend Kate|
- Published on 07 September 2010
- Published on 24 August 2010
I've nev'r had so much fun 'n one summ'r befor'. Yesterday, I met Clifford! The Big ol' Red dog himself, 'twas grand. Also enjoyed a lovely piece o' banana.
Abigal, thank ye for ye many lett'rs n' lovely stick'rs.
Anthony, happy belated birthday, I hopes ye's enjoys bein' seven. Cheers!
Thomas be askin' if I 'ave ev'r ridden a magical pony ov'r a rainbow whilst little fairies be blowin' me kisses. - Thomas, I 'ave ridden many a pony, n' spent time inside many a rainbow but I 'ave nev'r experienced what ye describe, sounds wonderful.
Lily, 'twas no need for me to go on vacation with so many brilliant things to do here. Summ'rs are magical at the library. I saw ye makin' crafts with ye wee sist'r.
Hello to ye, Raven!
Lydia, fairies are friends, not pets. I often 'ave tea with good fairy friends o' mine, Camomile n' Rosehip.
Stephen, 'tis lot's o' places called Rainbow Bridge n' they all truly exist. There 'tis one with Hippogriffs, Unicorns, n' all magical beasts. 'Tis anoth'r one that be the restin' places o' pets when they leave us. 'Tis even Rainbow Bridges 'n the human world too, like the one in Niagara Falls.
Abby n' Nina, thank ye for the good day n' summ'r wishes.
Kate n' Anthony n' Jonanthan, I love when ye's visits me hous' n' writes me lett'rs.
Kyleigh, 'tis grand that ye likes me bed.
Joseph, I'm a wee shy partly because I'm so small. But I loves when ye writes me n' peaks into me hous'.
I consid'r ye me friend, Zachregis.
Chloe! 'tis right sometimes I'm sneaky, like when I untie shoes, o' move Ms. Davitt's stickers.
Thank ye for all ye grand lett'rs. I 'ave so many brillant friends. Many o' ye 'ave sent pictures, I will share these soon.