So it’s that time of year again when we (at least some of us) head to the beautiful Charleville Castle in Tullamore for the annual Boards.ie bash. So what is Charleville all about?
To answer that question I’ve put together a short (long) six photo guide to what we do in Charleville.
Now being a photography weekend means lots of pictures are taken – at least that’s the theory. In practise, not a lot of pictures are taken unless it’s your first time there. Of course you can’t go there without taking a shot of the magnificent staircase, so here’s the said staircase. This is one shot you must get.
The beautiful staircase in Charleville
Once the photography is out of the way, we get down to the real business which is eatin ‘n’ drinkin. This is when we roll out the barrel and start burning some trees. The barrel becomes BBQ and the trees become a bonfire. A quick whip round for a kitty (for our German friends it’s a pot of money) followed by a foraging trip to Tesco and we’re ready to start cooking. If you haven’t tasted barbecued freeze pops yet, then you haven’t lived!
BBQ at Charleville
Of course being an international event we have to cater for all creeds and cultures. One of our Spanish visitors treated us to the traditional Catalonian Penis Elongation ritual. I’m not quite sure how it worked so I’ll just leave the photo to speak for itself……
Traditional Spanish penis elongation ritual
With that lot out of the way, the bonfire gets going and the sparks are a flyin…..literally! We were covered in flying ash, cinders and sparks and we stank of smoke for two days. All the Pantene, Dove and Lynx in the world can’t get rid of the smell of smoke. In fact the inside of my car still smells of smoke two weeks later.
The bonfire is underway
Then there’s the debauchery! What can I say? I haven’t seen debauchery like this since that day in Trim. Awful carry on and I couldn’t look at it, so I sent the wife down to take a photo – just in case like!
Disgraceful carry on
Of course as the night wears on and the drink kicks in the whole place becomes surreal. Photographic skills disappear and “art” sets in. Instead of record shots we get this…
Actually it’s not a bad representation of the great craic we had. The weather was kind to us, the company was brilliant, the food was plentiful and the drink flowed freely. What more could you ask for. So if you’re ever contemplating the trip to Charleville with the boards gang, this will give you some idea of what to expect.
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