The irony of a bottle of Scotch lying on the Wexford shores was not lost on me but …
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Allow your imagination to run wild as you swim downstream, under the turrets of the Hermitage, looking out …
Imagination or anticipation? Was the Solar and Lunar pull on the earth also pulling me?
I could feel my hands getting colder and then painful – a crazy thought shot into my mind; …
SNAP! – the sound of the ice cracking as Molly stepped into her back garden swimming pond. The …
There are several gory tales as to how this place got its name; one story is set during …
Following the traditions of past generations, the high boards have become a rite of passage. On the last …