Barbarossa writes

There were three of us actually. I had gougons and chips while Fudge devoured his thrice delayed steak sandwich at the Roundabout Tavern in Mallow. We were waiting for an beirt cailin on Riocht. My better half and her friend took the train to Mallow.

The progess driving to JapÂ’s place at Harold’s Cross was dogged with intermittent bog breaks in places such as Kildorrey and Urlingford etc. I think we lost an hour on READ MORE