Scones for Breakfast

I hit Kenmere running. 
I knew I would. 
My sat nav crashed in Dublin port and I had to wing finding my way to Nu’s, so late I arrived at my own spotless little Airbnb apartment at Mrs O’Sheas for only a few minutes, before being picked up by the affable Brian, ( the designated driver for the day) and whisked to a lovely restaurant with Nu and family.
The rest of the evening was, to be honest a loud bit of a blur with more mutual friends and their grown up kids joining the fray at a bar which would not look lost in The Commitments.

The party proper starts around 3 pm today when a bus stops in the square to pick everyone up and takes them to Nu’s cottage, so I have a bit of time to go into Kenmare and have a mooch. 
As promised Mrs O’Shea has left me some of her scones ( tied Auntie Glad style on the doorknob) so  you can Have something with your tea


 I dozed after my breakfast then walked down to Kenmare Pier 
And listened to the gulls diving for fish in the bay





28 comments:

  1. Anne Brew9:06 am

    Negotiating Dublin Port without sat nav was just plain brave.

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  2. Lovely. Just what is needed xx

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  3. Anonymous9:40 am

    I hope Mrs O'Shea's Air BnB is as good as her scone gesture. Air BnB and more so B&Bs scare me.

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  4. The first time we visited pre sat nav we went round and round Dublin for an hour , we crossed the river several times till smoke was coming out of my father's ears . We eventually found a layby to park the car and caravan overnight only to find in the morning that we were parked in the layby to the cemetery lol .

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  5. Well done for getting there safe and sound. Enjoy the party. I think I need a scone now! xx

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  6. Enjoy the weekend, what a great adventure

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  7. Sounds like a lot of fun! I am sure you will enjoy the party and it has been a nice getaway for you! Wishing you safe travels home!

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  8. I want party photos!

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  9. Anonymous2:30 pm

    Enjoy the party.Photos please.Barbarax

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  10. What a fun group of people Nu has pulled together for a party.
    I just might bake scones today, (I possess an old family recipe.) Yours look mouth-watering delicious.

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  11. Lovely so far! What is Nu's family celebrating?

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  12. Worth going for those scones apart from the lovely company.

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  13. Someone give that man an award for being so brave- I would have had the collie wobblies x

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    1. Anonymous12:44 am

      Hello flis. I am curious to Knowles the meaning , please ,of « to have the collier wobblies « .I suppose that this is a typical expression but I don’t find it on translation.
      Ireland is fabulous . I went in it 3 times! CatherinefromFrance who read everyday ( from France :) John’s blog for the pleasure .

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    2. Anonymous12:44 am

      to know *

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    3. Hi Catherine -As I understand it -the meaning is anxious or -all of a fluster x🐈

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    4. Anonymous12:41 pm

      Thanks a lot! Cat.

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  14. It sounds like you are having a fine time. The scones look luscious.

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  15. Barbara Anne6:11 pm

    What better way to start a Saturday but tea and scones and a lovely walk..
    Sorry about the sat nav demise and the worst time possio!
    Don't be late for the bus!!

    Hugs!

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  16. I'm glad it's all going well John. Have a super time.

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  17. Anonymous6:42 pm

    Your energy level is amazing!

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  18. Anonymous6:43 pm

    Sorry, forgot to "sign my name" - Cecilia

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  19. Enjoy your time there, and the scones!

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  20. Sounds like you are having a fabulous time. Enjoy the party.

    Jo in Auckland

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  21. Kenmare looks beautiful. You did well with the drive too!

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  22. Ooh, I want scones (and lemon curd) for breakfast tomorrow!

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