With a birthday card to mail, I decided to take advantage of a mild, if still overcast day, earlier this week and chose to drive a bit into the Loop Head Peninsula to the small fishing village of Carrigaholt, thinking that Eoin could go seashell hunting on the Shannon shoreline that lies within view of the picturesque Carrigaholt Post Office and the attached Dolphinwatch office. While Eoin wandered down to collect shells, I went ahead to post my card. Having already made the acquaintance of the amiable postman, we exchanged greetings as he processed my card. Looking around I saw a few people mulling about, mugs in hand browsing the large selection of books, pamphlets and odds and ends that surround the small, crowded room with the service window. I asked if he had fired up the espresso machine that he hadn’t plugged in last year due to the thin crowds of people. He said no, but that he was serving herbal tea. So, never one to resist an opportunity to turn an otherwise humdrum errand into a pleasurable experience, I requested a cup of peppermint tea and spent some moments of leisure sitting at one of the tables in front of the lovely stone building, surrounded by pots of flowers, sipping tea and listening to the cool jazz emanating from outdoor speakers. Meanwhile, Eoin enjoyed searching for a 10-year-old’s treasures along the quiet shore of the River Shannon. I call that a win-win situation!
If you look across the bay into the distance, between the flower-pot on the blue bench and the green post box, you can see the ruin of Carrigaholt Castle, built around 1480 by the quarrelsome McMahons, and full of the ghosts of a very colorful and violent history. I thought how strange, all these centuries later, that I was sitting there within sight of those empty windows, peacefully enjoying peppermint tea from a flowery mug, cool jazz filling the air.


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July 20, 2012 at 8:35 am
Diana
Never turn down a refreshing cup of Peppermint Tea!
The McMahons must have been ancestors of the Hatfields or McCoys…
diana
July 20, 2012 at 5:17 pm
bloggingfromthebog
Diana, I can see how being in hot Kentucky you would be thinking of the Peppermint tea in terms of it being “refreshing”!
July 20, 2012 at 9:50 am
lifeonthecutoff
Oh, Janet, I love that you can sit down for a spell with a hot mug of tea – at the post office. I can’t imagine that in these parts? I can imagine you sitting there, watching Eoin collect his treasures from the sea, a book nearby, and blissfully enjoying this little spot.
July 20, 2012 at 5:19 pm
bloggingfromthebog
Not only all that Penny, but to do it with a castle watching from a distance!
July 21, 2012 at 12:55 pm
Kate
Well I’ve never looked forward to going to the post office, but in that case I sure would! Looking at that picture of your mug and the weather outside, I can almost smell the air, and taste the tea! Don’t you think that Tea was made for Irish weather? There is nothing cozier to me than a cup of tea when ’tis a soft day! Hopefully someday that will be all of us together drinking tea at that table
July 21, 2012 at 1:34 pm
bloggingfromthebog
I know Kate, Ireland and tea go together perfectly – and with the weather we’ve had up till now I’ve put it to good use! However, today was so bright and sunny it would have been great over ice with lemon! Everything I do here that I enjoy, I know you would enjoy and I always think how much I wish you were there too!
July 26, 2012 at 4:14 pm
kateshrewsday
Wow, you really go to the post office with style! What a beautiful place in which to live life.
July 26, 2012 at 5:54 pm
bloggingfromthebog
It is this particular post office that has style – I just enjoy it!
July 26, 2012 at 6:11 pm
afcobb
Herbal tea is no substitute for espresso in my book- however, I’d rather have peppermint tea in Ireland than espresso on the “EL”…
July 26, 2012 at 6:16 pm
bloggingfromthebog
To be honest, I’d always prefer a mocha or black tea with milk to herbal tea. However, I’ll take a peppermint tea in that location any day – especially if the alternative is the EL! And you have to hand it to the postman for making his post office a work of art – a happening!
October 19, 2012 at 10:29 am
Maire Rua
The postmaster and post office are a gem….brings to life the true meaning of “Tog é go Bog é”
October 19, 2012 at 10:36 pm
bloggingfromthebog
Maire, thanks for giving me something to look up – my Irish is very rudimentary so it’s always good to have a new phrase to remember! (I recognized ‘take’ and ‘soft’ but didn’t know the phrase!) You’re right the phrase fits the Carrigaholt post office and postmaster perfectly!