22 April

Dear Humphrey

I thought you might like a letter from our holiday in Connemara. I know you will be having a wonderful time yourself with all your friends in the kennels but   a short description of where your ‘mum’ and I are spending a week with our friends might appeal.

We are halfway through our time here at Currarevagh House. The first team of friends including your ‘sister’ Tocky and her fiancé George with whom we have just spent a wonderful three days have departed and the next team are about to appear.

The Currarevagh House is owned and run by the lovely Henry and Lucy Hodgson and it is utter paradise and the best place in the world to spend time with friends. Milly (see attached) is always there to greet one 

The hospitality is unmatched. Everyone rushes home for the teas. Lucy’s dinners are Michelin star. The rooms and beds are home home from home. Breakfasts usually last until about 10.30 before everyone has decided what they are going to do for the day whether boating, walking, sightseeing, or golf. And if you thought it always rained on the West Coast well it does sometimes but take a look at this 

Mum and I found this yesterday. And I was able to broadcast my latest report for the blog by way of contrast to earlier ones from muddy England

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We went shopping in Oughterard this morning and Mum was looking for a shop which sold tweed which others in the party had found yesterday. So she asked a lady where is the shop which sells tweed. The lady responded by telling her that the pub over the road are very welcoming and they have lots of toilets there! Which then leads on the conversation we had on the great walk up the hill which followed the shopping expedition. Mum was telling me that Owen and Jane Jonathan who have been staying here with us had been out in Ireland a long time ago and they had come on a camping holiday in Owen’s Spitfire   She said ‘Oh I had no idea he had a licence’ to which Jane said ‘Oh yes of course’ and she continued to believe in Owen’s prowess as a pilot until I suggested it might have been a 🚗!

Such is life here in Ireland. Lots of fun and friends and a great respite before I head off next week to France and recommence the pilgrimage.

Milly sincerely hopes you will be able to join us next year.

Meantime be a good boy and see you very soon.

with love

from your friend and master.

One thought on “22 April

  • April 24, 2018 at 23:20
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    Oh wonderful Connemara …… one of our favourite places. I do hope you are able to enjoy the Connemara golf course right on the edge of the Atlantic. Happy walking next week. Stephanie

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