I arrived in Dublin the day before Ben and Bear's wedding to see a few of my many Irish relatives.

The flight got in at 8.30am or so, so feeling a bit bleary-eyed, I picked up the hire car, and drove to my grandad's house. He fed me some breakfast, and a bit later Zara arrived, followed eventually by my aunt Viv and her four little monkeys.

After much nattering and catching up on the news, we all drove to David's house for an even more hurried reunion before I had to dash off to Wicklow.