Gift of the Gab

Today we visited Blarney Castle where we got to kiss the blarney stone. We now supposedly have the gift of the gab (or the ability to tell lies).

It was a bit scary (if you don't like heights) as you have to lean back over a big gap between the wall with a 100m drop below you and only a couple of rusty looking bars to stop you tumbling to your death.

In the grounds was a rock garden including a cave complete with little window to pull goulish faces out of.

Sad to leave Ireland this afternoon but pleased to see our Peggy, who has been farming all weekend and was very mucky. Mum had cooked a big roast beef dinner for us when we got back. We then had to make the trip back to Leicestershire, tired but happy to have had such a brilliant weekend.