Shhh we are going to Ireland!

And we can't tell our Dad. He often says that "when I get stronger in the legs we will go to Ireland"

We all know sadly that isn't going to happen. He is almost 96 and in a care facility. 

When Kay and I started planning for Europe, one of the places Kay wanted to return to the area in 

Limerick that Dad comes from. He was only 12 years old when he made the long journey to Australia with his Dad in 1931.

Kay and I are hiring a car in Dublin and driving south to Limerick and down to Tralee and Ballyseede Castle where we will base ourselves. There are three lots of Irish family and friends whom Kay has met before that we are meeting up with during our stay. Our first and last night are booked in Dublin. 

                            

   

   I am slowly getting myself organised, the suitcase is almost full and room for last minute things. I have a new suitcase on four wheels so eager to try it out and hoping it is easier to handle. 

I'm cooking a few things for John, mainly cutlets. He has pretty simple meals and Coles Supermarket is a few minutes drive away. He has being shown how to work the dish washer and the washing machine. 

      

                           

            The last King of Iteland Brian Boru, is one of our mother's ancestor's according to family heresay. We are still researching this.