Who would think of travelling to Ireland in mid-october? Well - I am glad a dear friend of mine did. Being a musician he actually packed a huge bus full of his band, friends and hangers-on (about70) and organised a lovely tour, kindly and generously inviting me along (Thank you so much again, Paul! It was unforgettable!) . The weather was perfectly indian summer and not a drop of rain in 10 days. Getting far more into music AND being guided from pub to brewery to distillery and so on - half of the time serving to simultaneously translate Hiberno-English into German for the Bavarian Group - I only found a bit of time to get my pens out when we hit Kilkenny. In a way I regret having drawn so little, yet it leaves me with an excuse to literally revisit all those lovely towns that are still stuck in my memory. So, Kilkenny Caste twice and Town Hall.
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