Karen and I have just got into Dublin and I have a chance to reflect on my time in northern ireland and last nights farewell to Northern Ireland and the family. it was very much four weddings and a funeral at my relatives house the entire time i was there which was both extremely funny and disturbingly spooky .we have been invited to no less than 3 weddings since the time i got there and the family have attended 2 funerals in the last week. the last night there was a cracker of a night. We went out to Blaney and the whole family attended - that is all the cousins and their partners. We had a lovely meal and at one stage there was 3 bottles of wine sitting in front of me! Some of the family had not seen each other in a while and there was much laughter and stories going on. We crawled into bed after 4 but I had to be on my toes for the drive to Dublin the next morning. The final farewell was harder then I had imagined. I was overwhelmed when saying goodbyes especially to my Uncle Patrick and there were tears all round as I drove out the driveway for the last time.
