Month: August 2016

My last confession was 11 days ago and these are my sins: Looks like the mad big house rental thing is a goer, and we’ll hopefully pick up the keys on Monday. We’re now on […]

… try to rent a large 19th century townhouse with castle views.  Let’s see how this one goes… surely if we attempt enough random manoeuvres one of them will pay off?

Great day at the beach.  Journey home was less good however, as I got a call and it turns out that the cottage we were planning on renting for 6 months has fallen through.  Plan […]

Afternoon on the beach at Ballybunion in blazing sunshine. We had a swim then went back to where we’d parked the Bongo to brew up. A local lady came up and asked if we were […]

So we can’t move into the house on the bog yet, and it’s not clear how much it’ll cost to fully sort it out.  If the bare minimum got done before the end of September, […]

I realised I’d missed out quite a few days of what we’d been up to.  That’s because we’d “joined holiday” with some of V’s family who’d rented a house in Killarney and kindly invited us to […]

We happened to notice while wandering around Glin on Saturday waiting for the cafe to open for breakfast (10am!) that Glin castle had an open day on Sunday.  We went along, and found it very […]

We survived the night camping in the Bongo.  I didn’t sleep brilliantly due to listening out for noises that might disturb me – not a great strategy.  I’d also accidentally left a swiss army knife […]

Bought a slasher today that’s the most practical means of cutting back the rhododendrons and so on that dominate the rear of the cottage.  There’s not much point doing anything inside the house beyond clearing out […]

So the builder was a lovely man who spoke at a fair rate sprinkled liberally with swearing and sensible advice.  It’s going to take a while to fully tune-in to the language here, but I […]