We headed down to Enniskillen for three nights over Easter.
It didn't start too well. Going through Cookstown the car started to chug and a warning light went on. Julie looked at the book to see what it meant and it said to consult the local renault dealer. Fortunatly we came to one on the way into Omagh. The man in the service desk said we shouldn't drive the car, and, being Easter, they had no mechanics to fix it. This is the point Julie came in with screaming kids, and the man took pity (and the keys) and fixed the car himself. The rest of the break was great.
I read, the girls played in various styles of parks, fed ducks etc,
and Julie knitted. The cottage was very good.
Warm, clean and comfortable. The owners had left us a large basket with loads of goodies, including bread and milk. Really nice of them.
The weather was good, as it raind at night and (mostly) dry during the day. But Katherine wasn't convinced...
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