After spending a wonderful day wandering around Kinsale and Charles Fort, we spent the next couple of days exploring Cork, visiting places from my husband’s childhood.
Our first trip found us in Fitzgerald Park. After spending some time in the fantastic playground, we took a stroll through the park to get to the real reason for our visit: the Shaky Bridge.
This bridge will now be part of family legend. The jokes we will tell. Hmmm.
But, shake the bridge you must, so my daughter and I left her dad and the boys to it.
I took this photo just before the iPhone sized splash…
Oh, how we laughed.
Suffice to say, mum was unimpressed, dad was contrite and son was philosophical. As I said, the stuff of family legends!
The next day we played it safer and visited Murphy’s Farm, which is just a few minutes away from my husband’s childhood home and somewhere he spent many an hour playing at the pitch and putt. We headed for the river walk though, and played pooh sticks.
Pooh sticks with our guys is generally more elaborate than simple sticks and we spent a lovely couple of hours building ‘boats’ (and playing with a very friendly dog who kept losing his ball in the river!).
Many a boat was built, and various challenges developed. First under the bridge, first over the weir. Fastest, biggest. It was a lot of fun. Such a simple activity, but on a gorgeous sunny morning, it was perfect.
We had a lovely few days in Cork. With the glorious weather, when we weren’t out and about, the kids were playing in the garden. We couldn’t have asked for a better mix of tourist time and family time.
I began writing ‘Snapshots’ posts last summer, when my days were too busy having fun with my kids to spend time writing about the fun we were having. They are a way for me to record the moments, but not feel obliged to write War and Peace. Simply capture the days as they happen. No SEO, no pinnable images, no stress. So, I’m going to continue to write them, and keep those moments from running away.