Achill Island, Ireland

Marian, Mim and I went for a walk through the ruins of an old village that existed at the time of the Potato Famine. You could still see the potato mounds and imagine how life would have been, a very hard life and desperate times. The sheep now wander amongst the ruins and graze on the heather which grows in abundance on the bog fields. After the walk Paul met us for coffee then took us for a drive around the Atlantic Way on the Island. We had a wonderful time catching up with Paul and Marian and enjoyed every moment of their hospitality, we were spoilt.Read more