by Genny Bove
Susan Manning and I set off early on the morning of Wednesday 10 September for the two hour journey to Holyhead and the super-fast crossing to Dublin aboard the Jonathan Swift catamaran that took even less than two hours on an Irish sea still as a millpond (well almost).
By mid-afternoon we were enjoying a picnic in the sunshine on the banks of the Royal Canal at Shandon in Dublin, watching a family of swans with two nearly grown cygnets and waiting for our host Nuala Kelly to arrive home. Sunshine and warmth were to be features of this late summer trip, which had an almost Mediterranean feel and during which I don’t think I wore my fleece or coat once, even in the evenings.
A Sacrilegious Lesbian & Homosexual Parade
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