So after the funeral we spent a lot of time packing up Patrick’s mom’s house with the Australian contingency. We threw out things like a broken crib in the attic that had to be 40 years old and bubble wrapped about 1000 plates and knick knacks. So my plan when I get home is to break all of the plates I own and we’ll be eating off paper for the rest of my days. To be fair, I’m not really one for knick knacks anyways but man bubble wrapping will curb any saver tendencies. The girls can just fight over the mostly modern art on the walls and the backlog of laptops from days gone by.
Between the packing we did get in a few walking trips and visits.
We went into town for the markets and cupcakes, we went to Howth to see the seals, we went to Dun Laoghaire to walk the pier, Aine and I walked from Bray to Greystones and finally we found ourselves in Powerscourt and Glendalough – where the terrible St Kevin pushed the beautiful Kathleen into the lake. Uncle Michael had a car – a car for us in Dublin is a very rare treat. It was fun to be able to get to places so easily.
Filed under: Doon
On Monday we drove home to Dublin. On the way we stopped in Doon – between Limerick and Tipperary. Grandpa Treacy’s grandpa came from Doon. We tracked down a grave in the cemetery for the Treacys. We walked through the town – there were a couple of pubs, a Treacy Butcher, a few shops and a stoplight.
We stopped for lunch in Thurles. And we arrived very tired in Dublin!
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