Wednesday, 17 October 2012


About five or so years ago, the committee of Cuisle, Limerick City's Annual Poetry Festival, decreed in their wisdom to offer their invited poets an annual outing on the Saturday of the festival, before the final evening readings at 8pm. This year a different itinerary was on offer: instead of travelling through the Burren's Karst landscape to lunch in Linnane's pub in New Quay, as we have always done previously, the trip was to Lahinch and the Cliffs of Moher, with lunch in Vaughan's pub, Liscannor. There were seven uptakers of the offer this year.

Here we are on Lahinch Beach, from left yours truly, Radharani Pernarcic and Iztok Osojnik from Slovenia, my wife Margaret Farrelly, Tom Slingsby from England and his partner Tila Rodriguez-Past from Mexico. Robin Parmar of Canada (living in Limerick) took this photograph with Margaret's camera.

The weather was uncertain, a few little spits of rain on a chill breeze in Lahinch, but by the time we got to the Cliffs of Moher, the day had settled into breezy sunshine, and everyone set off on their own explorations, unwisely not being given a time to return to the cars, so that.....

Cliffs of Moher with O'Briens Tower

by the time we got to Vaughan's in Liscannor, I was rather irritable with the hunger (can't speak for anyone else!). But as you can see from the photo below, I was soon set right - a couple of glasses of Pinot Grigio did the trick, even though my lunch was the last to arrive. Viva Pinot Grigio!

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