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... from Belfast or Dublin put paid to that idea. Bucharest then became the starting point and B-O-B have been very good in helping to plan this trip.
On Tuesday 13 May I sent one of the little work trucks into the B-O-B depot in Dublin to collect a shipping crate to bring up to Newry. This saved me from having to ride to Dublin then having to get someone to follow me down to take me ...
... is "grand." "I'm grand," "you're grand," "it is/was grand," or just "grand" in response (similar to our "okay"). Somehow, I don't think it's so grand that I sit and watch Jackie work and Ann clean, but again if they don't tell me what to do - I haven't a clue. I freaking had to ask how to make my own tea. Everything here is totally different and Jackie certainly has a system. She is definitely ...
... works. It was delicious!
We would like to mention that Kathleen and Catriona have graciously given up their rooms for our stay. Kathleen has been tending to a friend in the evenings at her home for several years and Catriona has a dear friend who lives in the neighborhood and with whom she works and plays, so they insisted on this hospitality.
We thank them profoundly!
... we should hit Scotland after Ireland.
After tea we played a game.
Now, what game immediately springs to mind as suitable for a boat that is rolling around in the wind. Yes......Jenga (that's the one where you build a tower out of wooden blocks and then take in turns to carefully remove said blocks until it falls over. ...and yes it was quite a challenge, but good fun.
... cycling style. Once we found the carpark for the path, we got going only to discover a rather taxing headwind. Secretly I was thinking about my next pint, but Judy seemed little fazed by the elements and as is her usual disposition on a bike, she was in fine fetter. Again, whatever good deeds I’d done along life’s road were surely being cashed in because we were again blessed by blue skies. There ...