Flowery, Lula and The Sock Detective have gone on an adventure. What better place to stay than with Lisbeth Mulcahy in her Siopa na bhFíodóirí (The Weavers’ Shop), Green Street, Dingle, Co.Kerry. Lisbeth is originally from Denmark and moved over here in the 70s. She is well known for her abstract tapestries and is influenced by her surroundings. She really has no end to inspiration for her work in this beautiful county. Lisbeth’s husband Louis Mulcahy, is a well known potter. You will find Louis Mulachy’s showrooms down the road towards Slea head in Ballyferriter.
The past two years we have holidayed in Co.Kerry. Last year, we spent a week in Camp, halfway between Tralee and Dingle. The sky decided to throw a wet, grey blanket over itself for the week we were there. But we got up every morning, determined to chase the blue sky, wherever it was and we did manage to find it most days. One day we ventured into Dingle. The children sampled Murphy’s Icecream which gave them a spring in their step.
One of the days we went to Dingle and decided we would travel on to Slea head. Driving around those narrow turns with sheer drops isn’t my idea of fun! It really is a white knuckle ride.But there were squeaks of joy from the kids. We arrived near the Blasket Islands, which are really breathtaking. The name means Brasker, meaning ‘a dangerous place’. As I said earlier the name is fitting….
You will find houses along the way with signs outside for tea and cake. If you stop you will wind up in someone’s kitchen, a great way of experiencing the cupán tea and a slice of apple tart, with a version of Mrs. Doyle or the Irish mammy going “you will, you will”…..
We were in Kerry the week before The rose of Tralee festival, so there were lots of preparations going on in the town. We had a lovely lunch in Mary Annes Tearooms. The children loved the waitress who served us and the soup and sandwiches were really tasty.
Some highlights for us was Inch beach, it really is one of the most beautiful strands. On the very last day the sun came out to play and our children took full advantage of this, leaving the car door open, sandals got thrown in the air and they ran at full speed down to the beach. We arrived at around 10 and we stayed until after 6. They built their own little paddling pool and they were seen trying to save their pool from the incoming tide. We ended the day by treating ourselves to dinner in Sammy’s cafe. But all good things come to an end and memories have been made, until our next holiday….which I hope will come soon….