A trip down memory lane – Castlebridge

An all-too-short visit to my mother in Castlebridge this week.

I grew up here – from my earliest memories until I was about 12, when dad bought a farm on the other side of Wexford.

It was very interesting to fly my drone over my childhood domain – which doesn’t look or feel nearly as big as it did 50 years ago!

 

If you are interested, you can find all my personal vlogs here.

 

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