So, the bad stuff on holiday was the state of the place when we arrived, and my son's fiancée getting her handbag stolen with resultant window damage to our car. Her car keys were in her bag so her Mum flew across to Dublin to get her spare keys to her. Altogether we lost about three days of the first week on this kind of hassle - and my poor younger son and his fiancee were only there for that week.
There was good stuff too though. We managed to spend an afternoon on the beach, and we enjoyed shopping in Wexford. There was a wonderful bookshop complete with indoor fountain and mural (above) and we spent ages looking at crystals and trinkets in another shop. I didn't actually buy anything but it was fun!
The second week we had a splendid view over a harbour from our windows and a friendly heron that visited. (I know that's a seagull! But there was a heron too.)
The houses are so bright you almost need sunglasses and they have colour combinations I would never have thought of - sometimes with good reason.
They have real telephone boxes! And they're green! And so are the post boxes.
The food was wonderful too, and according to My Beloved the Guinness was good. But the best bit I'll tell you about tomorrow.