One too many mornings

Despite planning to go north to Donegal for Paddy’s day, I stayed in and watched the schools cup rugby on the telly, bought an airfix kit of an italian torpedo bomber, and generally bummed about.

Ireland won the triple crown but missed out on the six nations championship. Right up to the last they flattered to decieve as they have for the last four seasons. In the very play of the game they scored a try to beat England and lift the first triple crown trophy, historically the triple crown was just bragging rights.

On Sunday, Chris and I went for a walk up the Mournes and climbed Slieve Binnian up the Mourne Wall from the Annanlong Valley, it is a quite steep ascent and I was glad of him encouraging me up. He is too fit mind you and probably could have run up it. The views from the top were really fantastic, there was still a bit of snow on the top too, the bast part is that there is a huge top to walk around when you get there. It was really busy as it was probably the first good weekend since the winter. I’m definitely going back up there again soon. It is properly addictive and really good for the old ticker.