Our Irish Adventure And The Making Of A Garden.
In early 2004, after OH and I had known each other for a couple of years,we decided to move to Shropshire……….that is until we happened to have coffee with a friend of mine and her husband one sunday morning. Their son and his Irish wife were leaving Richmond and having a house built in Co.Wexford, Southern Ireland. So my friends also decided to move over there and they showed us all the estate agent’s brochures of the likely properties in the area. The prices were ridiculously cheap for huge properties and land compared to tiny properties over here (it was the time of the Celtic Tiger boom) that we decided to do the same. I had only ever moved once in my life, 5 miles away from my childhood home, but I didn’t have a qualm, amazingly! My friends went off and found an apartment in Gorey town while they looked for a suitable property. I went over to stay with them and we spent days looking at properties. A few weeks later OH and I went over and found a development of 3 properties in a tiny hamlet, each with an acre of virgin ground and so the adventure began!
We had to find somewhere to rent while the house was being built and while looking at various places a lady told us that her mother had a chalet by the sea where we could stay with our dog and 2 cats for a very reasonable rent. Luckily we both sold our properties very quickly and at the end of October 2004, at 6am on a dark and VERY windy morning, we set off from South Nottinghamshire to Holyhead. I was driving my car and OH was driving a hired van with all the animals and anything else we needed. (our furniture etc. was in storage in Nottingham). It was so windy that ours was the last ferry running but we made it to Dun Laoghaire and I led the way down towards Gorey. The chalet was down tiny lanes but I followed the instructions and found it without too much trouble. The owner was waiting for us and welcomed us with true Irish hospitality, showed us where everything was and left us with a chicken casserole cooking in the oven. OH could only stay a couple of days as he had to return to finalise his house sale so there I was with just Chester the dog and Muffin and O.G. the cats for company.
As you can see, the chalet was miles from anywhere, tucked into the sand dunes among other holiday homes which were only inhabited at weekends. I had to do all my washing in the sink by hand and hang it outside to dry…….and I loved it! I explored the beautiful beach with Chester. Some days I put him in the car and drove along the coastline and we walked for miles along deserted beaches. I also liased with builders, electricians etc. and visited the, under construction, house, all the while marvelling at the size of the garden and imagining what we could do with it. I also found Tesco and (Jane will like this) Lidl and all the other little shops in Gorey. OH joined me in November and we made plans for Christmas as his daughter and her husband were flying over to join us. By then the house was built and we had put a kitchen table and chairs in so we had a picnic in the kitchen on Christmas day.
In January we moved in, the furniture arrived and we started planning.
To be continued………..