On Friday, the Cassidy and I jetted off to Ireland to spend Easter with his family.
It was my first time in the Guinness captial of the world and it was absolutely beautiful. We stayed in a small village in the county of Tipperary which was the sort of place where you go on walks and stumble across horses and lambs.
Chucking our phones aside for the weekend, we spent our time walking, visiting some beautiful places like Bay Lough, (where witches were supposedly thrown in) and eating no end of food.
We touched back down on English soil late on Sunday night and I have a serious case of get-me-back-to-Ireland. I miss the taste of Guinness and the smell of the countryside already.