How time flies

Having boarded the ferry at Rosslare and awaiting departure, I can but wonder where this last week has gone. It seems only yesterday the satnav was guiding through the highways of Ireland on route to Claremorris.

It has been a fantastic time catching up with the nine strong clan unseen for seven years, and some I was meeting for the first time. The newest member, Ariana is gorgeous and I think it’s safe to say we are now the best of friends. She is very lucky to have Rebecca as such a wonderful Mum.

Food played a big part of our week not least the oat balls made by Noah and Izabella. And Francesca spoilt us with home cooked vegetarian fare second to none. The twins, Cassie and Olivia, although ill were great. Olivia makes the perfect helper in the kitchen and we all shared numerous games of peg solitaire on the iPads. Cassie accompanied us to see Skyfall with her elder brother Lucas at the cinema at Castlebar. Lucas has really grown up although he has not lost his cheeky smile, something that will stand him in good stead with the ladies for years to come I’m sure. Finally we have Victoria who, like Lucas, has really grown up, blossoming into a lovely lady. I have watched her play tennis and listened to her play the recorder and loved every minute.

Aside from family, Claremorris is a chilled and friendly part of Ireland offering not only friendly smiles and a warm welcome but lovely vegetarian lunches and the best Guinness I have drunk. So much so even the Latvian ladies in Wardes pub looked Good! Quickest pair of beer goggles I have ever experienced.

We have walked, talked, wined and dined and now I find myself returning home relaxed, recharged and smiling.

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Emerald Isle road trip

There is nothing better than waking up in the morning, packing a bag, jumping in the car and going for a road trip. By the time I left Cheltenham I had a full tank of gas, half a pack of baccy and I was wearing sunglasses.

My route took me through the Forrest of Dean, and with the seasons sun sitting low in the sky, the autumnal green and gold was warm and calming. As I strayed into the familiar territory of the heads of the valleys the sky turned grey and the autumn scenery was interrupted with the slender blades of wind turbines. They seem quite surreal.

Passing Pembroke the satnav decided to take the scenic route through small lanes winding up and over mountains until Fishguard harbour came into sight. The sea looked calm only gently swaying the few fishing boats moored in waiting.

The crossing was very smooth even though the captain announced before moving out that he would be using stabilisers. Must be a trainee captain. And now I get to set foot on the Emerald Isle for the first time, Ireland being the only country in these sceptres isles I have never visited before.

And finally I arrive in Claremorris after nearly 5 hours of driving through a mixture of dual carriageways and windy lanes. A few glasses of whiskey and it’s off to to bed before meeting the rest of the clan tomorrow. And Noah says I can walk to school with him tomorrow.

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