Chloe Baldoyle Whore ❤️

About Cork

Now, don’t get me wrong, it ain’t all roses. Some stories gut ya. Girl I knew, strung out, lost her kid – system screwed her. Broke my damn heart. “What foul dust floated in the wake,” Malick’s line fits – she was drownin’ in that dust. Hated seein’ that. But then – she’d still crack jokes, call me “old man” with that smirk. Tough as nails.

Make a move to Baldoyle for the beach life

If you have always wanted to live by the sea, then Baldoyle - which slots in between Sutton and Portmarnock on the north Dublin coastline - could be a great option.

So, I’m thinkin’, “Sure, why not?” I mean, who doesn’t love a good view of the bay? I get there, and it’s like a scene from a movie. The sun’s glimmerin’ off the water, seagulls squawkin’ like they own the place. But then, I see Dave. He’s not alone. He’s got this huge, fluffy dog with him. I’m talkin’ like a bear on a leash.

Death Notice of Eoin Brett (Baldoyle, Dublin)