Yes, after our brief hiatus to celebrate the spookier side of things and to have a local getaway, Finn is FINALLY continuing on with his last few days of his tour to the land of his birth.

Now, in our earlier Ireland adventures, you learned that Evil had thrown a couple wrenches into our time in Galway and I could hear a few of you saying, “So you couldn’t find a room in Galway, so Galway was more crowded than a CAFO (look it up, I can’t bear to describe it), so you got stuck in a little traffic, Evil Ed didn’t affect your plans THAT much.”


That’s right, because he was saving up the worst of his evil ways for our time in Dublin. But we’ll show you Evil Ed. We’ve got a back up plan! Or two.

Here’s the deal. Mr Husband and I didn’t have any concrete plans for our only Saturday in Dublin but since the weather was amazing we thought, “Why not take the DART along the coast and do some exploring.” So, I looked up the schedules and maps…and soon discovered the trains were being rescheduled for the Evil One’s concert that night and it was advised people only use the system if they had to.

Grrrrrr….Okay, moving on to Plan Two.

Plan Two was to go to Phoenix Park, try to find some deer, and take a tour of the President’s House (which is only open to visitors on Saturdays). Alright, well we better check to see what time the tours are.


That’s right. Evil Ed’s concert was taking place in Phoenix Park, meaning many areas of the park were being closed off, the deer were probably going into hiding to avoid the Evil One, and the freaking President’s House was closed to visitors that weekend.

Seriously, curse you, Ed Sheeran. And I’m not the only one whose plans were thwarted. When I got home, I was flipping through instagram and saw a picture taken in Phoenix Park. Someone had commented, “See! See what we missed!! I hate you Ed Sheeran.” I wanted to like that comment ten times.

Is There a Plan Three? Yep.

Luckily, the third time was a indeed a charm and we gathered up our things trudge off to the bus stop that would take us to the National Botanic Gardens and Glasnevin Cemetery. The gardens were full of little kids dressed to the nines for their confirmation day, but I figured with all that Catholic spirit filling the space, Evil Ed’s malevolent spirit would be kept at bay.

I could bore you with the garden’s history and fascinating plant facts (fascinating to me, anyway), but let’s just get to the evil-free photos.

I think Finn might be in there somewhere.

Like Kew Gardens in London, The NBG features a set of snazzy wrought iron glass houses.

Inside of which are not only toasty temperatures, but plenty of photogenic plants…

And a few odd specimens….

And an even odder specimen…

And, wait, have we taken wrong turn and ended up in Arizona? I thought that bus ride seemed too long.

We finally found our way outside where Finn soon discovered a Viking longhouse that he declared was “move-in ready.” Sorry, Finn, I don’t think it’s for sale…

You can wander for hours in the gardens and keep coming across new sights…

And some that look like they might inspire the next Monet…

Finn even discovered a plant that provided a fashion accessory…

…just like the one his new friend Explorer Beastie wears…

Photo stolen without shame from

Ugh, I’m getting hungry, maybe not the best time to visit the culinary garden….

And, Finn, I think you’re going to have to wait a loooong time for those apples to be ready….

Those Glasnevin Neighbors Sure Are Quiet

Enough of all this vibrant plant life. Let’s go see some dead people. Slipping through a little gap in the garden wall, we came out onto this…

See, the gardens are conveniently located right next door to Glasnevin Cemetery which is full of memorials to a huge list of who’s who in recent Irish History including Michael Collins, Constance Markievicz, Eamon de Valera, and more. With the biggest memorial going to Daniel O’Connell

Of course, except for this most obvious one, unless you go on a tour or have a good map, you’ll struggle to find any of those famous graves since, as you can see in that above, it’s a bit crowded at Glasnevin.

Time for a Pint…and a Show

After all this wandering, we were starting to get thirsty. As luck would have it, just outside one of the gates (a gate we had a little trouble finding) is the Gravediggers Pub (officially known as John Kavanagh’s).

It wasn’t quite like a movie where the strangers walk into a bar and all the locals’ heads turn and the music screeches to a halt, but we did get a few strange looks. Still, intimidated or not, we were in and there was no turning back. We ordered our pints, slipped into a seat, and then the entertainment began.

The three or four guys in the pub (I didn’t see any shovels, so I’m not sure of their gravedigger status) were all watching something on TV. My first thought is some sort of sports game. Then the comments began….comments that sounded nothing like sports commentary.

Eyes rapt with attention!

“That dress cost how much? And she’s only going to wear it the once?”

“The ceremony’s over and they’re STILL at the church. I’d be in the pub by now.”

That’s right, everyone. These rough-and-tumble denizens of the pub were watching the royal wedding of Harry and Meghan. And their running commentary and quips were hilarious.

Unfortunately, in my distraction, I failed to keep an eye on Finn…and our beers.

Another round? Why not!

Thanks for popping by, everyone! Finn and I will be back next week with more Dublin fun, and I’ll be back Wednesday with the fourth chapter of my upcoming historical fantasy novel, Domna (if you want, you can catch up with Chapters ONE, TWO, and THREE). See you then!!

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12 thoughts on “Evil Strikes Again in Ireland

  1. You know what? I’m actually glad that the Dark Lord intervened and directed your path towards the Botanical Gardens and Glasnevin! There, I said it. It’s one of my favourite parts of the city, and you got some stunning photos while you were there. Seriously, I’ve never seen the place look better! And I know quality control is supposed to mean that Guinness tastes the same everywhere, but a pint in the Gravediggers has to be the best going. I’m not surprised Finn slurped his way through both of your drinks while you weren’t looking! Unfortunately, thanks to that picture of Zombie Sheeran, I’m never going to be able to sleep again. That’s horrifying! 😱

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    1. But the Botanical Gardens and Glasnevin were our Sunday back-up plan!!! You know, that graveside Guinness was a bit tastier than some of the others, now that you mention it. Well, the few drops I had of it were, at any rate. I’m sorry about the Ed-based horror show, but I’m trying to make you immune to the sight of him so that when the time comes, you can join my army against the Evil One. The future of the world (and my vacation planning) is at stake here.

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      1. I’m in! Send me my official Zombie Ed-pocalypse Army membership card and club badge, please! And your endorsement of Gravedigger Guinness has me wondering if there is truth to the myth of the “good pint” after all. Maybe proximity to graveyards adds flavour? 🤔


      2. It could have also been that we were “dead” thirsty and hungry by that point. Plus, the free entertainment may have added to the flavor. Now, off to drop your membership paraphernalia in the mail!


  2. Poor Ed Sheeran! Every time he pops onto my iPhone playlist next song I will have an image of him zombie-died – FOREVER! Burned into my brain!!! Enjoyed the post even if you caused me emotionally Sheeran-Trauma! The beasties look adorable in their poses of course 🙂

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    1. Eek, thanks for muddling through the post despite the mental distress. I really need to put up sensitivity warnings on some of these posts, but the truth must be known. He may be able to croon a good tune, but that Ed has something up his sleeve.

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  3. Oh my, I think your alternative plans worked out quite nicely! That garden looks fabulous and relatively unpopulated! Plus, I love a good cemetery. Hahaha the royal wedding!!! Let me tell you, no one could resist that event. Ben’s family are anti-royalists, and we were receiving photos on the group chat of his gran and aunts with tissues out, glistening eyes glued to the screen hahaha. I had to go out to a rehearsal that afternoon and the streets were EMPTY. No one on the tube on a Saturday! It was glorious. Kind of the opposite of when Evil Ed comes to a town…


    1. Hmmm…you may be on to something. Maybe Harry and Meghan are the forces of good that can destroy the Evil One. This almost has comic book potential! I can just picture a panel with Harry’s fist raised above Ed, then the next panel with a big 1960s-Batman style POW. And yes, the garden was fabulous. It was bigger than I thought which I guess is good for making it seem unpopulated.

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