Oh, for Dad's sake, where is it?!?
Took this very enthusiastic trio (extra) for a treasure hunt around Deansgrange cemetery.
We really thought that this time we would find Fr Ted's grave. We did not. Still, we clocked a respectable amount of miles and had a laugh (in a not-too-obvious manner, given the general air of solemnity of the place) and they got a drink each and blue bonbons on the way back.
That's as good as a shite-weather-Saturday gets.