This way to Shronebirrane Stone Circle
When I holiday in Ireland I like to take my two young daughters around the beautiful tourist attractions we have, especially those off the beaten track….to instil a bit of Irish culture in them. So this year was no different.
Well….it was….and it wasn’t.
It wasn’t any different from the point of view that we went to look at more stone circles and ring forts.
It was *very* different in that the girls are a little bit older than they were the last time we went on an ‘Irish Heritage’ trip, and they don’t have quite the same interest in local sights as they used to.
My fourteen year old is more interested in playing ‘Yu-gi-oh’, a manga strategy game that requires a Degree in Fantasy Monsters and Weaponry and that I certainly don’t have the patience for. (My concentration levels just about stretch to the game of Simpson’s Cluedo that we carry with us on holidays year after year.)
My eighteen year old…..well…..suffice to say that, even though we were on a camping holiday, she packed half a suitcase full of makeup, and stuck to her guns on the issue of taking her hair straightener along.
Shronebirrane Stone Circle
I can’t really blame the girls at not wanting to get out of the car to look at Shronebirrane Stone Circle. It was lashing rain and there was no visible entrance into the private field it was sited in that we could see. Maybe this is deliberate, as, apparently, the owners of the field charge a two euro entrance fee.
Two euros is a bit steep to be walking over ‘sheep pebbles’ and wet grass to be looking at a few rocks. (There goes the culture). I got himself to turn the jeep, then I opened the door, stood up on the runner, and stole the two photographs above before telling him to make a quick getaway back the way we’d come. As quick a getaway as we could make anyway without tearing the sump out of the jeep. Just as well we didn’t have my little old butterbox with us. For two euros ye’d think there’d be a half daycint road up to the place.