One more picture post and then it's off to Shanghai

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Next stop - Asia. But for now while the memories of a great trip remain, enjoy a few more taken during my perambulations.
A more regular row of houses off the Grand Canal.



Better advice was never given.




My personal representative on this side of the globe.



Saint Patrick grabbing a snake.



A lock in the Grand Canal.



One more shot of the mayhem.



The outside of the Brazen Head, Dublin's oldest pub.



The inside, I didn't last in there too long.



Horsies lined up for a day's work on the holiday.

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