When the plane landed in Dublin, the steward said, “”Welcome home, folks.” I laughed and I told Sharon that my family hasn’t lived in Ireland for 150 years. Well tonight we are staying in Belmont House Hotel in Banbridge which was my gg grandfather’s brother’s place when all of the McClellands lived here. The house has been altered inside for accommodation but the grounds are impressive with grand trees all round. We’re in the front room and that’s Sharon in the window.
“The use of travelling is to regulate imagination by reality, and instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are.” – Samuel Johnson
Did the McClelland ghosts disturb you last night guys!!
No, the McClelland ghosts didn’t disturb us Judi, but the guests from the wedding that was on in the hotel did a fairly good job of that. We had our revenge this morning when we saw how ill they all looked when they came down to breakfast.
Oh sweet revenge. You go get em Mum! I hope you looked their way more than once so they could feel your wrath. haha.
The story from the Gunnies factory sounds pretty similar to our experience. I remember having to drink June’s freebie when we visited too.