It seems to be the buzz word of the summer – The Wild Atlantic Way. I’ve heard it on the radio and TV, read about it in the papers and have been talking about it myself. Of course, it’s not like this is something ‘new’. The Wild Atlantic Way is simply the stunning, wild and rugged west coastline of Ireland. Read more
Romantic trips generally involve a trip to a nice hotel or cosy B&B, good food, wine and quiet time, all shared with your loved one. Of course, some people may prefer something a little more active, like a a city-break with evenings spent in buzzy bars and afternoons browsing shops and visiting galleries or a healthy weekend of trekking or cycling. Whatever floats your boat, you won’t have to look to distant shores to find it. Read more
Spring has finally arrived and the fields are abound with sprightly lambs bouncing and bleating with the joy of life. The Easter bunny is busy packing his bag with chocolate eggs and other chocolatey treats, while parents are scouring the internet for things to do with the little ones during the holidays. Read more
One Easter Sunday, many moons ago, I remember there was some confusion over the delivery of our Easter eggs. My Mum was adamant the Easter Bunny had delivered them, but being the playful bunny he was, he’d hidden them somewhere in the house. Thus ensued a frenzied search for our eggs made of chocolate. We ransacked the house for hours, but it was fruitless. The eggs were nowhere to be found.
When I was young and couldn’t sleep, Mum would sit in my room and tell me about a pink fluffy cloud. She’d describe it and tell me to lie on it and then, in a soft voice, she’d talk through relaxing every part of my body. I’d be asleep by the time she got to my knees. To this day, if I can’t sleep, I lie on my pink fluffy cloud. Read more