The first stop on our great 2011 Irish Christmas adventure... The Glenroe Farm. With the North Pole located just miles away from the Kennedy home we couldn't resist the opportunity to take Oige's nephew Noah to visit Santa and his elves. A tad hesitant to enter the dimly lit and kinda creepy dungeon they called Santa's cottage, we completely understood when Noah elected to visit the farm animals first. All the regulars were present - horses, cows, sheep, and pigs - but the favorites were the angry/protective mama donkey and her friendly baby, the hungry pygmy goat who followed us around the edge of its pen eating grass from our hands, Noah's 'Gooster' hens and of course, true to the holiday spirit: the reindeer. (Which, as you can see in the picture, I'm not sure would have the ability to carry Santa any distance. They were the size of a small child!) After exhausting the animal visiting hours we entered into the cottage that would surely be the perfect venue for a Christmas haunted house. Complete with dark corners and quiet sleigh bell tunes eerily playing in the background, Noah and I held hands as we wandered the tunnels into Santa's lair. With Grandad Dave filming the event, we had a brief meeting with the jolly Santa. Starting off very mum, it only took a reference to his crocodile wellies to get Noah to tell Santa that he was hoping for a fire gun. Instead, Santa gave him a complete tool kit. Unbeknownst to Santa, Noah had been marching around the house all week banging his hammer because "everything was broken and needed to be fixed!" The fire gun didn't come until Christmas morning.
We dodged the typical afternoon rain and had a yummy lunch in one of the pubs back in Dalkey before coming home to enjoy a nice cup of tea: The perfect Irish solution to the chilly temperatures of winter.
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