As is fitting of Irish weddings we all stayed the night at the castle (ie NO DRIVING) and got up to a great Irish breakfast and a lovely luncheon. I tell you I have never had a better time laughing and telling stories than around the luncheon table. Brilliant. Gas!
Cabra Castle is and old estate and befitting it has an Irish wolfhound and a Knight. My newly married cousin Corinne posed with him like he was her knight, Denis.