Banagher, Ireland

... me...not to mention dangerous. Every back garden had one of these tanks of oil. A hit by a Hizbollah rocket would devastate Banagher!   The water pipes were fed from the water tank installed in the 'airing cupboard' in the bedroom in which there was ...

... the N6 and went country at Kilbeggan. With some fine navigation from the lady now sitting on my left we found our way to Banagher despite her confusion over her left and right. Real Irish roads now. Narrow, no markings and hedges on each side. At least it ...

TUESDAY, 18th July   I had a bad night. For some unknown reason I woke at about 2am and my heart was all a-flutter. An erratic beat. Not fast like that which happened to Anne in Carcassonne but irregular. I kept checking my pulse and imagining all ...