Sunday night in Ireland

It's Monday morning (what bliss not to be at work!) and I'm having a last few minutes on the wifi before I head out - please have some more pics! *g*

Hello, Eire! *g*

Although I did momentarily confuse my satnav, which had been in England, far over the sea, last time it checked, and knew deep-down that it couldn't swim... *g* ...but made it to my B&B in Duncannon, Wexford, with only minor discombobulation. (Kilometres? Forgot about that! Bugger, what's 80km in miles... why can't I see km on my milometer? What eejit decided to paint the km in red? What are the broken yellow lines on the side of the road for, that some people use for overtaking and some people use for stopping?! Why is everyone driving so slowly...? *g*) And the wind was still high!

( Had a lovely blustery... )

Monday morning - Hook Lighthouse

Okay, let's try this! This morning's jaunt took me to the wild sea, and what is probably (echoes of Carlsberg!) the oldest operational lighthouse in the world... Probably. *g*

Hmmmn, I worry the second two pics aren't showing, so let's stop here and see!

Some Monday afternoon Blarney

Who's coming with me for the rest of the day...? *g*

When we saw her last, our heroine had just left Hook Lighthouse... ...from which she went past Loftus Hall, which I would have visited if it had been open (candidate for the most haunted house in Ireland - and B&B landlady said it was creepy even in the daytime!)

( Can't resist a... )