Horses

The Summer Show Season in Ireland has arrived. From show jumping and dog jumping to  heavy weight hunters, prize bulls, and cake competitions country shows in Ireland have it all! -The Summer Showing Season in Ireland has arrived. Mullingar International Horse Show is being held 30th May – 2nd June, June Bank Holiday at Mullingar Equestrian Centre.

We still have  accommodation available for next weekend’s events.

Phone us at:044 9372191

Fill Mornington for the night!

 

Bring your family or group of friends to Mornington and fill the house for a night or two! For Special Group Rate * (8-9 people)

Call us at 044-9372191 or email us at stay@mornington.ie

Cost € 99 per person per night. This offer includes bed and full Irish breakfast and three course dinner.

Later in the month,    

                   The National Road Race and Time Trial Championships                                                    are being held in the village of  MULTYFARNHAM.

http://www.lakesidewheelers.ie/national-championships-2014

Country shows in Ireland are an important part of the country person’s year. Dates are marked in calendars months ahead. Mullingar, Tullamore,  The Dublin Horse Show, The Ploughing Championships each has its own place in the cycle of rural life. Just as are Pony Club, Irish College and the Exchange student’s arrival dates are all part of the Irish student’s summer vacation.

The Next Generation

Our neighbour’s twin daughters, are following in their father’s footsteps as show-jumpers, so we will make a point of texting them to wish them well. Robert who was here for The Irish Donkey Society Training Day last year, competed successfully at Mullingar Show in 2013.

 

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Look out for Robert  and his team at a show you visit and tell us you saw him.

 

 

 

Hens cleaning up in greenhouse.

Hens cleaning up in greenhouse.

 

Bumble bee drying out after being caught sleeping igreenhouse

Bumble bee drying out after being caught sleeping in greenhouse when plants were being watered.

 

Tree peony in full flower

Tree peony in full flower

Old Country Cure

Comfrey will be dried and use in foot-bath to sooth aching feet.

Comfrey will be dried and use in foot-bath to sooth aching feet.

Old country cure

My grandmother’s cure for ‘tired’ feet was to take a generous bunch of dried comfrey and pour boiling water over it to make an infusion or ‘comfrey tea’.

Cut comfrey as it finishes flowering. Tie in bunches.

Hang over the kitchen stove or in a warm dry space until dry as a bone.

Use as needed

Then to allow liquid to cool until cool enough to insert feet

 

No.1 hubbie has been watching Michael Portillo’s Great British Rail Journey’s on BBC 2 satisfying his fascination with such programmes. Last week, my attention was grabbed by the sign Garve in the opening shot. Britain’s smallest train station. The journey being featured  was the railway journey from Garve to the Kyle of Lochalsh. My memory worm set to work and uncovered a wealth of treasured memories of our last family holiday with my mother.

We had driven from Yorkshire to Scotland in our Hillman Husky, taking three days. We stayed in Garve with a delightful lady,  Mrs McKenzie and her family. Our hostess not just a super cook but also a font of all knowledge of where to go, what to see and, most importantly, who to contact. Fisherman or ghillie, her contacts all helped us to have a memorable holiday.

We discovered Rogie falls, supposedly the inspiration for Robert Louis Stevenson’s waterfall mentioned his classic novel ‘Kidnapped’. A scary rope bridge needed to be crossed before  scrambling down to the water’s edge.  Here, beneath the waterfall, my father tried his luck dry fly fishing, to no avail! Salmon rose all around his fly but never  succumbed to its lure. Leaping in the pool next to the my father’s fly floating downstream. Frustration for my father.

We watched the salmon on their journey to their spawning grounds as they tried jumping up the falls. only to be unsuccessful most of the time. It had been a dry summer and water levels were low. It was only when there were two or three exceedingly wet days that water levels improved and the salmon began to be successful and head onwards.

One day, on Mrs McKenzie’s recommendation, we took the train to The Kyle of Lochalsh. To go where no road followed or led, here we had to meet a fisherman who was to take us out on his boat. Here my memory lets me down! I think that the weather was very windy and we went for a shortened version of the usual trip. However, I do remember that before catching the train back  to Garve, we had to collect a parcel, wrapped in newspaper. Fresh haddock for supper that night! Thank you Mrs McKenzie.

Postscript

Mrs McKenzie had Cairn terriers, one called Rogie. After my mother’s death my father contacted Mrs McKenzie and asked to find us a little dog like Rogie. Mission accomplished, Cafaig, aged 12months, was put on the train in Garve. Travelling in a tea chest, in the guard’s van of each train he travelled on. Finally arriving down to Knaresborough, Cafaig became a much loved member of our household and scourge of our neighbour’s cat or indeed any cat who dared to venture into our garden.