Especially when you're carrying around the kitchen sink. And make no mistake, you need the kitchen sink when travelling with a baby. It feels that way anyway. Gone are the days when all our luggage would fit in a single large backpack. Sigh. Instead, we now have a front-pack with a goggle-eyed baby.
I can also report that there is nothing in Tipperary. We drove through it whilst in Ireland. There's zip, nothing, nada. Your true love would need to live there for you to say 'farewell Leceister Square'. Though I can only question whether love would be enough to survive living in Tipperary.
I can assure you though that the rest of Ireland is very nice. Very green. It was hours of entertainment for Bundle of Joy. For some reason, green is her favourite colour. Green whizzing past a car window is even better. Such simple pleasures at 6 months old (when did life get more so much more complicated?). The only problem in Ireland was those little leprechaun men who kept wanting to 'borrow' her .......
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