


Pretty much every time we hit the N95 out of Galway headed west, we make a detour at Roscahill, turn right off the road and drive for a mile or so, and spend a little time at Brigit’s Garden.
Sometimes it’s just for tea, sometimes for lunch, sometimes for a walk through the 11 acres to slow us down from driving speed to human speed. And nowhere slows you…
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