RECENTLY WE WERE INVITED TO BALLYHOOLY, IRELAND TO SOAK UP SOME GREEN AND WADE IN THE BLACKROCK ARMED WITH POLES AND FLIES AND SOME VERY FETCHING RUBBER WADERS. A FEW DAYS SPENT IN THE MOST SUBLIME OF SETTINGS, A NORMAN FORT, WHERE WE CONSUMED OUR WEIGHT IN BLACK PUDDING AND VARIOUS VARIETIES OF POTATOES (WHEN IN ROME). MARBLE THE DOG HAD TO STOP US FROM PUTTING THE FLIES INTO OUR EARLOBES AND DONNING THEM AS RUGGED ADORNMENT.
