Like most working couples, having a day off on exactly the same day doesn’t come around that often. We both work weekends so when it does happen, I for one don’t know what to do with myself. I think of manly stuff that I need done around the house and then of course my boyfriend has his own things that he needs to catch up on. I work part-time but he doesn’t so fair is fair I guess, a compromise is the only solution.
The weather has been glorious lately so we got bits and bobs done around the house yesterday morning, then took advantage of the sunny weather in the afternoon. We even put together a picnic and headed off in the car. Just the three of us.
The picnic wasn’t worthy of a photograph though, we don’t own a cute picnic basket, I just threw everything into a bag. Classy eh! but the food tasted good and that’s all that matters. We drove to a lovely scenic spot close to our home called St. Mullins and sat our bums down at a picnic table there. Olivia had a little nap on the way out so we took advantage of that and got a head start on lunch with just the two of us.
After lunch we went for a stroll, it was so quiet out there which is a rare occurrence during the Summer months, but once the kids are finished school it won’t be like that at all. So it was a great day to be pretty much alone there. I won’t go into a full review of the place and tell you why you should visit this little village but today I was fascinated by one particular area of this tranquil place and that was it’s graveyard. The graveyard is the final resting place of men that fought and died in the 1798 rebellion among others. Also, during penal times, mass was said at the altar in the centre of the graveyard. Over the altar is an aperture through which a warning could be communicated to the priest from a watcher positioned on the motte. The remains of this altar still stand today and when I looked through that aperture I imagined what it must have been like back then when it was crime to say or even attend a catholic mass. I had no idea that they did that, I must have been asleep in that history class. The graveyard is also the final resting place of some of Michael Flatley’s extended family, they’re from the area and he has visited St. Mullins many times.
Walking through here takes you through centuries of history, it’s definitely a must see if you’re in the area.
Olivia enjoyed exploring the area too in her cute white cotton dress that ended up all wrinkled after sitting in the car. I didn’t want to miss out on these photos so I went ahead and took them even though I had no steamer or iron. I’m not a famous stylist so I think I just about got away with it! I don’t know what it is about white dresses on little girls, maybe it’s the purity of their nature but I’m really drawn to them for O, especially this one from Penney’s with the blue embroidery detail. It was a steal for €10, I paired it with Aztec plimsolls from Dunnes Stores.
It’s yet another outfit that I’d love for myself.
A trip that was only a short distance from our home and the simplicity of our afternoon together is what makes these day’s memorable. We might not do this for another two months or so but it makes us appreciate them so much more.