Thanks to the new Celtic Tiger motorways, I was in Polushone much earlier than I'd allowed for. Childhood memories of trips to Wexford are of entire days spent on winding midlands roads, through towns like Tullamore, Portlaoise & Carlow, but times have changed. It gave me the chance to have a wander along the beach and up on the headland overlooking Niamh's family's holiday home. It's definitely the first time I've seen one of my brides taking a swim in the Irish Sea on the morning of her wedding.
After the ceremony, we popped back to Poulshone for some photos and traditional sugary dolphins which Fiona and Yvonne supplied. Then it was off to Marlfield house for champers and lawn games. Turns out Niamh is a quite the shark on the croquet pitch, while Neil was definitely king of the boules.
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