Sunday in Ireland

Killarney is where Nicky lived for a year and so we visited some of her old haunts like Muckross Castle and the Lake Hotel and wandered the town on Saturday evening enjoying the crowds wandering around and the music. We drove around the Castle in a 'jaunting car' (known to us as a horse and buggy), visited the waterfall and saw some rare irish cows (they are black and no longer bred for milk or beef but have a lazy existence in the green fields because they are one of the oldest breed of cow in Ireland) and a dog chasing a bird. The Lake Hotel was at the right place for a cup of coffee and we met someone who remembered Nicky. I can see why Nicky enjoyed it what a lovely setting for a lazy or romantic weekend. We succumbed to an hours worth of shopping where I bought a skirt, Harry a jacket, Jill some shoes and Graham (I can't remember what but he did come out with a package) before driving on to Limerick stopping at little villages on the way. I almost saw a leprechaun (well he was dressed in green but spoilt the image because as he played the accordian he was listening to the gaelic football). The Irish also love their sport and we saw many a young child going off to the under 16 hurling championships. In Limerick we drove around to the Castle and found a lovely little bridge with hanging baskets before having dinner and finishing the weekend with a game of 500 (I am not going to tell you who won!!). Saying goodbye to Jill and Graham was very sad and I could easily have jumped into their suitcase - our weekend together will remain etched in our memories for ever.