A view of the Jameson Heritage Centre from the roof of the (mostly empty) multi-storey at Distillery Lanes.

There is a safety net, you just can’t see it.

Actually think the guy on the left is master cooper Ger Buckley, who is relatively auld.

Upside down.

Terrifying.

Also, why the camper vans in the foreground?

Lots of ‘European’ looking people, ie, tanned and stylish.

The photographer.

No, I haven’t quite figured out how to work the autofocus.

Took these from the Baby Walk, a place that, after 5pm, you most definitely would not want to bring a baby.

Creepy. The photo, not the fact I was standing in bushes taking it, and that it is basically an upskirt.

Still a better movie than Superman Returns.

Dangling on barrels.

It seems the people in the photos are all staff of the distillery.

Flying about.

One last shot of the camper vans, taken while standing on a wall outside Iceland. #journalism

On Saturday night my dad popped in for a cuppa. ‘There’s something going on in the distillery, big crane down there, you should have a look.’ And look I did. I thought it might be something to do with the micro-distillery, but it was actually a photoshoot. The gates were closed, but the security guard was chatty enough, despite limited English. He told me it was a shoot for a single magazine, and he didn’t know a whole lot more. But with some filling in of blanks and from what I could hear over the wall and through the gates, the photographer is most likely Li Wei, who does this sort of thing:

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So there you go now. Who says Midleton is a cultural wasteland? Apart from me, obvs.