A postcard from my travels: Blackwater bog railway

A quick look back at my favourite travel moments.

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(Sadly this tourist railway no longer operates.)

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Blah! Blah! Blarney!

I suppose if I’d researched it before I went I’d have realised that kissing the Blarney Stone wasn’t just a matter of leaning over and … well … kissing a stone.

It hadn’t occurred to me that I’d have to climb to the top of the castle and lie on my back over an empty space.

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These days the empty space has iron bars – presumably some sort of safety device although I suspect it’s more to give the kisser a feeling of security rather than because there’s any real danger.

Still, for those of us with a fear of heights it does help. As does the attendant who steadies you as you take your turn. And he’s amply rewarded with tips from those how appreciate his presence.

Kissing the Blarney Stone, legend tells us, will give you the gift of the gab. Whether or not I needed any help from a stone, or whether I just naturally love to rabbit on is a matter of conjecture. I’ll leave it to you to decide.

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I’m not lost … I took the scenic route!

… when even asking for directions doesn’t get you where you’re going …

Have you ever been lost? Or just no quite sure of which way to go? Read on and know that you’re not alone.

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Heading towards London, via a little town called Paris: 10th – 18th July 2007

Click here and scroll down for the penultimate update to this trip. Find out how we became “The ladies from Basingstoke” and why you should avoid the traffic around the Arc de Triomphe.