A long 13 mile day at the office today - but what great weather.
Hard to believe but it's not a chateau in France, it's Brownlow House in Lurgan.
Inside looks pretty good too. I've done little else for the past year but run and drink cups of tea - this place is as good as I've found so far.
Lord Lurgan owned Brownlow House and this is his pet dog Master McGrath. One of Ireland's greatest 19th century sporting heroes, the greyhound is immortalised in song, commemorated in at least two statues and won enough money to allow Lord Lurgan to build at whole street of houses in London named McGrath Terrace.
Brian and I often seem to end up in graveyards - we are at an age where we are looking for a nice one. This is the old Shankill Cemetery in Lurgan......
........ a place with an unusual grave. Several hours after Mrs McCall was buried here, grave-robbers tried to steal her gold ring and they got a bit of a shock when she awoke and got out of her coffin. Her husband was even more surprised when she arrived back home.
Dog attacks innocent woman runner in Craigavon.
Man tries to catch innocent bird at the Secret Garden in Portadown.
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