The Best Travel Writing About Ireland: Page 4 of 7

"The Atlantic coast of Ireland, 300 miles in a direct line from Malin Head to Mizen Head, is an unbroken succession of jagged headlands, fiord-like inlets and craggy islands. Since the retreat of the ice-age glaciers, these bulwarks have stood..."

"Swimming at these temperatures may turn your lips blue, but that’s just an excuse to sip from bottles of brandy passed around on the shoreline. By the time you get home to the turkey you can justify any amount of indulgence. Gillian Wear"

"The high walls of the island's self-contained world - the four-storey dormitory wings, an abandoned 19th-century hospice, the laundries, water purification plant, and the octagonal, cone-capped basilica - fell sheer to the edge of the small rocky..."

"Fospherecence? Phosforesence? Fosforescence? Phosphorblahdiblahrence! I can't spell, not even for a large brown paper bag of craftsman made, secret recipe toffee cooked up by some apple-cheeked granny high in the Lake District. So, as a writer,..."