Rather late in filing this report, but repatriation tends to soak up time. We had a very pleasant last evening in Ireland, a walk around
Moving south, tired of piles of stones and mounds of earth, we skirt Dublin on the M50, wondering if the electronic tolls apply to us.
Yes, that’s a real place, not a euphemism for a woman’s chest. That would of course be The Hills of Tara. Anyway, the hill is
An afternoon and evening in Dublin, and I was as underwhelmed as I though I might be. That’s the trouble with many cities nowadays, bland
Well, not much going on here, apart from dealing with assorted shite. We’ve moved to the outskirts of Dublin, a campsite conveniently situated for getting
We’ve holed up in Cong for a couple of days. It was one of the main locations for filming the 1952 film ‘The Quiet Man’,
Killary Harbour is one of three fjords in Ireland. This one is 16kms long. My hopes were high for some stunning scenery, and to a
So the weather has turned, and as I requested, we’ve got some nice blustery weather to contend with, which just makes it all the more
Clouds in the sky to start the day, but just enough to make the landscape moody, which seems to suit it. Boulder, bog and water
This really is starting to get a bit silly now. I’m sure our ferry didn’t bring us to Ireland, but some far away tropical island!