I woke up with a fuzzy head and rather hazy memories of the evening before. The phone rang beside my hotel bed and I picked it up. It was then that I realised I was fully-dressed with my mascara askew. It was my chauffeur informing me - very fortunately - that my flight back to London from Dublin had been cancelled due to the wrath unleashed by Storm Doris. It had been raining tea cakes and doilies - and after clocking on to my dishevelled telephone manner my driver advised me to go back to bed and wait to catch a later lift. The trigger for my descent was a rather awesome introduc...
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Arriving at the Lough Eske Hotel is like being propelled into your very own fairytale where everything is designed for your ease and comfort. Someone will park your car while you check in with a glass of mulled cider before being dropped off to your suite in a golden carriage (ok a golf buggy – but still).
Read more →It’s not every day you get up at five am to drink whiskey (probably)… but that was the situation we found ourselves in the other day. We were lucky enough to join Jameson in Ireland for a pre St Patrick's Day weekend. With a packed itinerary of seeing, doing and drinking, but only a few days, we wanted as much time away as possible – hence the early start.
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