I’ve fallen for Dun Laoghaire in all it’s glory. The seaside, the houses, the proximity to Dublin without being Dublin.
We were lucky to get scorching weather so we chilled out in the garden, watching the planes fly over head as they returned to the Air show in Bray.
Evening strolls around the mews, terraces and private lanes fed my real estate appetite. Although now I’m lusting for a 4 floor, big windowed, pale pink palace.
I must remember to play the Lotto.