At Glenarrif Forest Park I said, "It says here that this is one of the few places you might see a red squirrel", and 20 minutes later Lyn spotted one. I must have taken 20 photos but it moved so fast that none are fit to publish. Instead here is one by somebody else.
Next stop was Carrickfergus Castle.
The presentation was livened up with dressed manequins. It was pretty cheesy but I liked King John sitting on the castle toilet - his throne so to speak. It made sense I suppose because he really did visit the castle and he must have used the john. (Groan.)
| This could be either William of Orange or Robert Plant. |
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| King John is really hoping that he is on the top floor. |
| Lyn with the sunlight catching her hair is looking increasingly Irish |
The highlight of the day was the amazing Titanic quarter of Belfast. We clambered over the Nomadic and then thoroughly enjoyed the NINE exhibition galleries. It was the model of how popular history should be done.
We left loaded down with several souvenirs including a new duck for Lyn. I promise you all a photo of it tomorrow.
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