Mr. Waffle and I went to Glendalough on our own last week. It hasn’t been very cold this year and I was thrilled to find that when we went up into Wicklow, there was snow in the mountains.
And when we got up above the lakes in Glendalough, there was snow.
Down at ground level, there was no snow but the monastic village looked beautiful under clear blue skies.
I cannot believe our luck because there has hardly been a day this winter when it has not lashed rain. Clearly, we have used up our good luck quotient for 2016/the year of the monkey in one fell swoop.
