Vers 14h30, alors que nous passons quelques maisons assez isolées, la porte d’une d’elles s’ouvre et une jeune femme sort à notre rencontre. « Je vous ai vus ce matin à Armagh. Venez boire un café dedans ! » C’est Diane, fille du couple de paysans qui habite ici, John et Géraldine. Une belle rencontre qui va se poursuivre en fin d’après-midi, après notre arrivée à Gosford Park, en partageant le « thé » – plutôt un repas ! – avec la famille de Diane, y compris son oncle Brian, ancien titulaire de l’équipe nationale irlandaise de rugby. En plus, Diane nous ramènera à notre hébergement à Armagh en début de soirée. Un nouvel « ange » !
Around 2:30 p.m., as we pass a few fairly isolated houses, the door of one of them opens and a young woman comes out to meet us. “I saw you this morning in Armagh. Come on in for some coffee!” It’s Diane, the daughter of the farming couple who live here, John and Géraldine. It's a lovely encounter that will continue later in the afternoon, after we arrive at Gosford Park, when we share “tea”—more like a meal!—with Diane's family, including her uncle Brian, former member of the Irish national rugby team. Plus, Diane will drive us back to our lodging in Armagh in the early evening. Another “angel”!
In Gosford Park, we’re surprised to see that the Gosford Castle has now been turned into private residences and off limits to others. But one of the residents, John, who is walking his cocker spaniel, invites us to take a shortcut through the castle grounds and gives us a guided tour. This castle, along with many other sites in Ireland, was used as a setting for the series “Game of Thrones”. And the grounds of the park also served as a camp for German prisoners of war during WW2.
Petit
“miracle”: lorsque Diane nous ramène de Gosford Park chez ses parents, on arrive
à trouver au bord de la route mon porte-carte imperméable qui s’était détachée en
chemin et qui avait toutes mes cartes pour le reste du parcours… Il était tombé
de mon sac peu après notre départ après la pause-café chez John et Geraldine.
A
little “miracle”: when Diane drove us back from Gosford Park to her parents’
house, we managed to find my waterproof card holder by the roadside — it had come
loose during the trip and contained all the maps I needed for the rest of the
journey… It had fallen from my backpack shortly after we left John and
Geraldine’s place following our coffee break.



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