9th May 2012

Our trip to Ireland was educational but not fruitful. Barry Murphy showed us round his farm and some young horses, non of which set us alight. We were then taken to his uncle's farm; we saw a few more horses before being given a fantastic lunch. The Irish really know how to look after visitors and are great company. Barry told us he was an hour from Dublin airport, after 2 hours into the journey I guessed it was an Irish hour! Lunch was eaten at great speed before we headed back to the airport. The flight was closing at 2.30 p.m. At 2.35 pm we were still in the car. I don't think I've seen Charlie looking so concerned. Typically getting through security was a painful experience, an old age pensioner and a family with everything bar their kitchen sink were ahead of us. Had Charlie not been hemmed in by barriers he would certainly have started walking the box! Anyhow once through security we had to run for the boarding gate about 1/2 a mile away. Charlie blew up twice. Thankfully we made the flight and returned home safely.

This rain is beginning to be a right pain as I desperately want to run Harris again before the sale.