293/365: Tuesday Whitfield, Roscommon
I’ve known Tuesday since we worked together in a record store when we were very young. My memories are hazy at best, we were a wild pair who egged each other on and partied a lot. Then, like so many people our age, she flitted off to Australia in search of better opportunities.
She returned home with a man to marry and a family business to take over.
When I caught up with her in the hot tub of the glampsite, she had just put her 8 year old (Ziggy) to bed in a yurt. Like all the yurts here, it has been hand painted so lovingly and so creatively. Every inch of this campsite has Tuesday’s magic…
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