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Kilkenny. How I love Kilkenny! It is a medieval city that has two cathedrals and a castle as well as loads of restaurants and stores. We came here in August and loved it so today Richard suggested we head back there as it was such a nice day.

I worked on headstone recording in the Cathedral for awhile and for the rest of the four hours we were there, we just wandered around the city, had lunch at a great restaurant and spent a long time in the Roman Catholic cathedral, St. Mary's. Hope these photos demonstrate why :)
















No blog is complete without a mention of food. Had a good tuna melt sandwich at Petronella on Butterslip Lane--one of those incredibly narrow pedestrian cobblestoned lanes where you can practically put your arms out and touch the buildings on either side. And who was Petronella you ask? Sadly she was the first woman to be burnt at the stake for heresy (i.e., witchcraft) in Europe; in Kilkenny in fact in 1324.


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