Hidden amongst our luggage in the back seat while Elly drives and Krissy helps 'Shaz' our sat nav, I decide to crack my moleskin sketch book. I find a lively photo I took of a strip of pubs in Kilkenny and try to illustrate it along our way to Cork. The roads were bumpy but I think if they were straight it wouldn't quite be an honest translation of Kilkenny. The town was full of suprises and unexpected sites full of colour and character.
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