Working down in Cashel on Monday

March 2003 - Gary and I thought it right to visit the historic Rock of Cashel during our lunch break. We stopped at a take-away and got burgers and chips, and ate them at a spot below the Rock.

I wasn't really in a proper mood to visit it, though that's nothing unusual. Preoccupied with a conflictive domestic situation, I wasn't much in the mood for anything. But riding to Cashel with Gary and cleaning a new kitchen at a pharmaceutical plant - this was best for me, keeping busy and being with a friend.

The main structure on the site is quite a large cathedral, built in the 13th Century. It's cruciform, very tall, and with a huge intact dome at center. Large water drops fell from inside the dome, and blew around sideways in the stiff wind that came in via the unroofed sections of the arms of the cross shape.

There is a neat plaque on a wall of a coat of arms with simple deer figures, dated 1537.

A lot of people are buried at the Rock of Cashel. In the cathedral are several very large horizontal stones. All around the property are gravestones of different dates. There is one, a family grave, into which the most recent interment was in 1996. By far the most intriguing of the gravestone placements are the ones that are incorporated in the walkway. Around the structure is a pathway paved with large flat stone. Some of these are inscribed as gravestones. I can only assume that there are bodies interred there. Strange.