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Well today was a quieter, more mellow day. We traveled north up the coast to the little town of Malahide. A beautiful village along the coastline. We visited the Malahide Castle which dates back over 800 years - and remarkably belonged to, and was lived in, by the same family (the Talbots) for nearly all of that time. The last of the Talbots lived there until 1975. Beautifully furnished with authentic historic belongings. We also visited a grand dollhouse museum with dollshouses dating back to the 1700s and even a dollshouse owned by Oscar Wilde's mother. And a model train exhibit that grandson Sir Liam Patrick would have loved. We then walked to the beach and saw the sea (a sea saw?), collected shells for granddaugher Allison. Wrapped it up with a stop in Duffy's, where we were the youngest people by at least 20 years (and I'm using jill as a reference point). Weather was cool and windy again today; we will see what tomorrow brings.