Bairbre Power: Going back to Kinsale last weekend rekindled so many memories, happy and sad, it was like boarding a time machine
I've been revisiting old territories of late. It's a curious coincidence but I keep finding my life overlapping with places that were important to me in the past yet which I haven't returned to for quite some time.
Last weekend I was invited to a 50th birthday in Kinsale. The birthday plans were originally laid in place over a glass of celebratory wine at Marco Pierre White's restaurant last Christmas.
Since there were four of us, we drank 'Four Sisters' and toasted a year of friendship ahead of us. Maybe it was the yummy Shiraz or the fact that my iPhone had run out of battery yet again, but I was the only one that didn't put the date in her phone planner, so when the reminder rolled around, I was a bit blindsided.